Willing

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the word willing. Willing was my mother’s middle name which always seemed strange to me. For some reason, I never asked my mother, who passed when I was a teenager, why she was named Willing. But recently the word keeps coming to mind.  I want to say to…

Willing

It was a setup! I was ‘ripe for the pickin’ when I answered that call from an unknown number. Are you thinking that I became the victim of a scam? Nope. Actually, it was the daughter-in-law of a dear friend with a request. But her ask was no small do-me-a-favor tomorrow. She asked dear Husband…