"I once complained I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet." Tricia Lott Williford's story certainly helps to put my woes in perspective. A thirty-one widow with two preschoolers, she bravely tackles life's everyday battles with God as her only Teammate. Near the beginning of this book, she states her modest goal for it: to tell some stories from her jouney as a mom. This is not a parenting book; it is a collection of survival tales. Like a young Chonda Pierce, Tricia shares her simple stories with a delightful sense of humor and keen observation. She says things like, "Preschool soccer teams look a whole lot like a litter of puppies toppling over one another to be the first one out of the cardboard box." And, about firemen and paramedics, "I am seriously pretty sure handsome is in the job description." Because of her mommy courage and determination to press on, the reader can't help but to root for Tricia and her earnest faith.