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I write to you, my son, because there are some things I just don't want to say but I also want you to remember. Foremost is, God . ...

"Good morning, Mom!" Startled, I woke up from a deep sleep. I groaned. I still wanted to sleep, so I ignored the cheery voice...

And so it is that as the rain drops outside, I blog again after the longest time of not doing so. And it is because it is my little Ella...

Julianna, Angelika, and Lance  I love you, little people! But God loves you more! (A simple account of how three kids survived typhoon...

Faith is the reality of what we hope for,  the proof of what we don't see. Hebrews 11:1 I am a mother of a Haiyan typhoon surviv...