She was so quiet. An observer more than a talker. Cautious, gentle and a bit sad. We were hosting her through Together for Good and I’d just finished tucking her in for the night. I lingered at the edge of the […]
I’m a ninja at turning my schedule into a game of Tetris. And I am good. Very, very good. Since I knew a two week period contained multiple long meetings and deadlines, I artfully scheduled golf camp and horse camp around […]
For several years, I hosted the same boys over and over again. These kids counted my home as their second home and my family as their extended family. They were familiar with my quirky sense of humor and squealed with delight when […]
I got the message while standing in the checkout line. We’d be hosting a nine-year old girl over spring break. I was excited to be welcoming a child into my home again and announced the news to my younger son and […]
Each year, as part of the End It Movement, dozens of the leading anti-trafficking organizations band together to raise awareness, fundraise and speak out against human trafficking. Social media lights up with red X’s on wrists in a collective cry […]
When I was in high school, I was bound and determined to become a Broadway star. And in my book, grade point average didn’t really matter for a starlet heading to New York City. So I didn’t give two hoots about […]
I sit looking at two stuffed bears sitting side by side. Two bears well-loved by two boys who love each other. One is my son’s bear. For six years, this blue bear has been his constant companion. He drags it […]
Tonight my family gathered for dinner. I was too worn out to fuss with dishes so we dealt paper plates around the table while little hands over-filled water cups. Silverware drawers slammed. Chaos, mess, laughter, shouting. My kids were excited […]
I love taking long walks along my picturesque country road. Out here I can be completely alone to think, pray, and just take a break. While strolling along, one thing that never fails to affront my sense of serenity is […]
I never met anyone who loves his name more than my brother. When we were kids, that boy wrote his name on everything in our house. I mean, everything. He thought every object in the house should be his. And […]