Embracing Your Circle of Control

My ten-year-old daughter, Rebekah, squatted beside me in the shade of the plum tree in our back yard.  I was scrubbing my soaked and soaped hunting dog, Susie.  My labored breathing and mumbling through gritted teeth made my attitude of exasperation palpable.  I hadn’t planned on bathing my dog when I came home for lunch … Continue reading Embracing Your Circle of Control