Christiana RiceMaundy Thursday; A Severe Grace of GodEyes still fastened shut from the residue of anesthesia, she raised a hand to the sound of our voices. “Was the cancer in my lymph nodes?”…Mar 29, 2018Mar 29, 2018
Christiana RiceThe Invisible Heroes of History; a mother’s day reflectionIt was the dark middle of the night. I could hardly see two feet in front of me with tears blurring my vision and my 8 year old body…May 14, 2017May 14, 2017