Most of our lives have hundreds of different seasons to them. Seasons of joy, seasons of sorrow, successes and failures. Circumstances are as never as...
In this world of all gray, in this world of no standards and no absolutes I find myself on fire all the time. The questions burning ins...
Be Realistic! Let’s just be honest; sure holidays are for family, food and friends, but unless you have perfect relationships, perfect...
My kitchen table is not just old; it’s pretty beat up. But it tells a story, our story. There are deep marks from a screwdriver where I s...
You can’t escape your “Why”... (A Blog by Gary and Lisa Black, last one on these sites) We have tried to run; we ha...
Son, Tomorrow is your birthday; you would have been 20 years old. November 13th will always represent the day you were born, but now it also re...
I wonder, I wonder how much longer people with have compassion for me. I wonder how many days I have until I go from "that poor distraught grieving ...
Since the first rummblings that something was wrong hit our cell phones at 1:30 am on April 17th, I have longed to touch my son. For hours we did nto ...
I recently reposted a blog I had written for Michaels 16th birthday. The point was a pivotal moment in the building of our relationship as Step-moth...
