Recently we had a storm. As I looked out my bedroom window, I could see my three giant pine trees bowing to one another like three confused sumo wrestlers. I wondered if my old windows would withstand the onslaught of the pounding rain.

I’ve felt a bit like my old windows lately, wondering if I could withstand the onslaught of another challenging phone call.

My dad had a stroke in early July 2009. (He’s doing great now!) Since his stroke, I have been dreading the telephone ringing becau...


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