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My husband of 36 years passed on suddenly a couple of years ago. It was a terrible blow—not only for me, but for his children, his grandchildren, and his many friends.

Faced with an unsettlingly quiet household after my youngest child went off to college, I found comfort in this promise in the Bible: "I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. "   Heb.

Things Change . Take this barge on the river Seine, in Paris.

" Dear Mom, please keep your opinions to yourself. " That was the note on my desk when I came home after an early morning run.

Ever feel as though other people (or things) control your life, pulling your strings as if you were nothing more than a marionette? With each tug—"Do this!" or "Do that!"—you jump. As if that weren't bad enough, all too often the tugs come from opposite directions.

One night, I awoke feeling intense pain in one arm. There was no way I could just turn over and go back to sleep.

Sometimes you pray for physical healing and the healing doesn't come right away. Then it's tempting to feel discouraged.

Manhattan's Upper East Side teems with bustling neighborhoods. Tidy residential buildings line the streets, interspersed with restaurants, convenience stores, dry cleaners, beauty salons.

Living in Italy, I'm constantly aware of the presence of color and light. And I'm fortunate enough to be able to feel the first soft beams of dawn as they filter through my window.

As a Child, I became interested in my family background and hoped someday to cultivate ties with Norway, my ancestral homeland. During my school years, I learned about Norwegian culture, and eventually enrolled in a study-abroad program that placed me in Ringsaker, Norway.