Fear has been part of my DNA as long as can remember. I think this is because my parents loved me so much and had trouble conceiving me. Once I arrived to parents with a low sperm count and a tilted uterus that required my mother to spend the last four months of my conception [...]
Let’s Get Dirty
I realize that in my zeal to be prepared for every disease/disaster known to man, I have become a germaphobe. I have been accused (rightly so) of carrying everything but the proverbial kitchen sink in my purse just in case. You never know when you might need a band-aid, tweezers, a wet-wipe, floss, toothpaste, [...]
