Summertime always reminds of one of the great lessons of trusting that my young son taught me. Erik was afraid of bees - the sight of bees would put wings on his feet, and he would be "gone in a flash."
Erik also liked to draw, and one day, a friend gave Erik a sketch pad. When the doorbell rang unexpectedly one afternoon and I heard my husband welcome some friends, I scurried through the apartment, picking up stray items, including...
