There is something I need to confess. (And it won’t be brief. #sorrynotsorry) It’s nothing terrible. In fact, it could be wonderful. It’s just that it is very difficult because it is something so intrinsic to my soul I keep it close, hidden away, protected. However, if any of you have noticed on my homepage, I quote the dear C. S. Lewis, of blessed memory, who once said, “Nothing that you have not given away will ever really be yours.” Like everything else I do, I strategically chose such a ...