By Rhonda Daniels After suffering the loss of both my husband and my great aunt (who was my surrogate mother), who passed away within two weeks of each other I made the decision to live. I was the primary manager for both of their final affairs; I worked diligently for two years to finalize their estates with very little time for myself. At that time, I was also preparing for a wedding for my son. I was living for everyone else but myself and I didn’t realize it. When I met Douglas, the man that I eventually married, he...
All too often we hear about the corruption of a city or other negative stories about the crime within a city. Well, this story...