Summer may be behind us now, but the memories are fresh and the lessons they taught me rest deep within my soul. Do grown daughters with busy lives of their own crave mother-daughter time? I am so glad mine do! Summer afforded me several one-on-one occasions with each of them. I forgot what a pretty city Tucson is although my oldest daughter didn’t enjoy the heat as much as me. The resort’s pool made up for any discomfort! My youngest daughter is a power prayer warrior. We strolled along the Coronado Beach at sunset praying for our family and friends. I cherish times like these, just her and me….and God. I am lavishly fulfilled when I think of the summer days with the daughter of my heart. Thank you, friends, for your concern for Angie. She made it through her surgery but complications sent her back to the hospital weeks later. Chronic pain restricts this compassionate, ...