Today I read this girl's post. I remembered the phone call from my mom. The flights back and forth. The prayers and feelings that accompanied the faith. I remember the later confidence and relief only to be chased away again by fear. And then I read her post. And sat and wondered how I have allowed this fear to enter and spread its grimy gloom to other aspects of my life too. Well, I'm done. I'm with you Lori. I'm choosing faith!