Oh God, my God, here comes my enemy again. Make it go away. I know it’s coming when at night, I become cold, needing three blankets to get warm. Cold chills creep up and down my shivering body. Black shadows come. I sleep that way, knowing what the morning will bring: Fear.  Relentless and cruel. … Continue reading GIANTS… A Battle Psalm (2 Year Anniversary of My Husband’s Death. Dave Pelleman lives in Heaven)