When a Gunshot Wound to the Arm is a Blessing

“Blessed. I’m so blessed.” She kept repeating this, from her seat on the examining table. “I’m so blessed.” I unwrapped the bandage holding on the splint that had covered her arm for the three weeks since the bullet went in above her elbow and came out through her forearm, hitting no bone, touching no major…

Gratitude in the New Year

The snow is falling in Chicago. Potentially 11 inches in the next few days, which means only one thing–cross country skiing! I’m warm, wrapped under a blanket on the couch curled up next to a napping husband. My stomach is full, after two pieces of my mom’s delicious holiday cranberry-orange nut bread (thank you, Mom).…