One night last week, I was on the couch working on my computer. Between writing my Webb column each week and all my weekly client check-ins, I put in about 15-20 hours on my computer. I work a full day on Monday, and a half day on Wednesday. But sometimes I have to do things
Given that the past few weeks have been about sharing my health journey with you all, I wanted to express my gratitude before jumping into more stories. During COVID, and while you all were reading my crazy hospital story, I had so many of you reach out. Whether it was reaching out to my family
This part still gives me goosebumps. I was finally moved to a new room, and the nurse who helped me was an angel. She could tell how upset I was and felt horrible about everything that had just happened. I apologized for looking so awful and said I just wanted to wash my hair. As
A few minutes later, I was pulled back into another room and sat there for about ten minutes. A nurse came back saying that they canceled all my bloodwork and were working on my discharge papers. She asked me to go out and wait in the waiting room for my papers. In the meantime, Chris
A story that is longer, but the details are hard to believe. You’ll see God’s hands in yet another honest, real story that, for a day, felt like hell. Get your weekly dose of reading in the next few weeks because this one is another doozie. I’m not going to mention people’s names or the
On January 11, our daughter Kenzy Mae celebrated her 12th birthday. The week she was due to be born, my grandmother, Lois Mae Liddick, couldn’t wait for her arrival. She was due on my gram’s birthday, January 9th, but Kenzy decided she wanted her own birthday on the 11th. We decided to give Kenzy her
