Donna said it first. The night before Mother’s Day, “This time of year sucks. It triggers me.” I knew what she meant. This week we…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
Donna said it first. The night before Mother’s Day, “This time of year sucks. It triggers me.” I knew what she meant. This week we…
We got on the boat in Jacksonville. It was a warm sunny day in Florida, perfect for lounging on the deck as we sailed out…
Decades ago, Donna walked into church on a Mother’s Day. A greeter said, “Happy Mother’s Day!” She had no children. Alex had just died. She…
How can I forgive when I cannot determine what occurred, why, or even understand. Even Christ wants something from us in exchange for the gift of forgiveness.
Holy Saturday. The day between death and hope.
The best gift anyone can give is talking about my kids and letting me talk about them.
I LOVED THE HOLIDAYS I did. They truly were a time for celebration and we made so many memories. We filled the last ten…
The death of a child changes every facet of the parent’s life. Nothing remains unaffected. The very essence of who I am has changed; my…
While I am frequently reminded of Caleb’s absence, nothing drives it home more than seeing his friends and peers starting their careers, getting married, and…
This Christmas we stayed home. Over four years ago, Caleb came home for the holidays and that was the last time we spent them here.…