In the past few years, I have stared death in the face more than once. Once by an illness that could have taken my life had it not been caught in time; the other time in a fluke accident that nearly took my last breath. The strange thing is that both events happened in a relatively short span of time when I still had children under the age of 10. But the good thing, and there's always a good thing, is that both incidents took a toll on me physically and mentally and have made me stop to think about my mortality and role as a mother. Prior to these Read More
