A clean-cut young man wearing khakis and a polo shirt rolls up my driveway on a motorized scooter. He appears to be twenty-three or a…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
A clean-cut young man wearing khakis and a polo shirt rolls up my driveway on a motorized scooter. He appears to be twenty-three or a…
Fall brings cooler temperatures, gorgeous color, and tons of memories. The cooler temperature drops the pervasive summer humidity, which makes the skies clearer for star-gazing.…
I am sorry it has been so long since I have written. A friend’s post about why she writes on suicide prodded me to come…
I have had a rough week. Having thought I was past most of it, I was sitting on the couch, catching up on work, while…
Every day without my son is difficult. The ninth and tenth of each month are harder. When these days fall on a Saturday or Sunday,…
I have wrestled with this blog post while trying to decide if I should write on this topic yet again. People seem to not be…
Homer’s Iliad tells of a man, Sisyphus, forced to roll a boulder up a hill in the depths of Hades for eternity. Each time the…
Twenty-six months today Caleb died. Did this occur to you today when you woke up? His absence occurs to me every day. While I do…
The morning sun already high in the clear sky has me soaking in the warmth. I watch my playful daughter splashing in the lake and…
After spring break, I went with friends to a park near the college. We told of our adventures during break and lamented over classes restarting.…