by Tammy Kennington | Oct 14, 2016
“What do you dream about doing? What are your hopes for the future?” When I asked the questions, the young man looked at me—his dark glasses framing serious blue eyes. “I don’t have a dream,” he said, shrugging with something like resignation. “Then I’m going to pray...
by Tammy Kennington | Sep 22, 2013
Forgotten memories– filtered long ago by a child’s fear and need for normalcy–have begun to emerge from the dark and hidden places of my mind. It’s as if a veil is being slowly removed and I see more of the landscape. Vision is no longer as...