Each morning, with careful attention I gingerly turned over and reached for my Bible as to not disturb the joy of the motionless night I just had — a routine I repeated throughout the summer of 1995. When I was pregnant with my oldest son I was diagnosed with an inner ear disorder, Ménière's disease. “They” (the medical powers that be) thought it was caused by a viral infection I had in college. Wherever it came from, the long and short of it is, it made me dizzy. In June of 1995 we had Continue Reading