The Greatest Love All Gently she lifted the old typewriter from the shelf and placed it on the table near the window. The Remington was like an old friend, long forgotten. Was it really a year since she had used it? Yes, it was.   She recalled the very last…

The past has a nasty way of intruding into our present, doesn’t it? Be it in the form of mistakes we’ve made, people we’ve hurt, pain we’ve suffered, broken relationships or just bad circumstances, the past seems to hold us. Letting this baggage go takes work. But it is work…