I have thought for a few weeks that some have quit reading my posts but still want to engage. In talking with a friend this…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
I have thought for a few weeks that some have quit reading my posts but still want to engage. In talking with a friend this…
I used to be called a pack rat. I kept many weird things which few would find useful. This came from growing up with nothing,…
I should have been eating pumpkin pie for breakfast with Madilyn and Caleb both choosing apple pie. Donna and I would have started cooking, and…
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,…
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…
I wish I had known Caleb longer. Parents do not tend to plan for life without their children. As he grew, I wondered how tall…
The further down this road I go, the further away I get from who I once was. I am moving forward but not toward what…
Today is 20 months, 610 days, since Caleb died. Five months ago today I posted Tattoo Dissection: Memorial for Caleb. I had planned to do…
Job replied: “I’m not letting up—I’m standing my ground. My complaint is legitimate. God has no right to treat me like this— it isn’t fair!…