Every year on this day, I find myself forgetting to breathe, holding my lips tightly together every time I look at the news, waiting…waiting for the words and the images to appear on the screen. I know I am not alone in this. I am not the only one who has a deep and abiding... Continue Reading →
I watched a video of soldiers coming home to their loved ones a few nights ago. They came home to spouses, children, parents, family, friends, and the response was always the same. Open arms and tears of absolute, undistracted joy at the sight of someone they have often had to wonder if they would ever... Continue Reading →
For those who grieve the loss of a person dearly loved and for those of you in the trenches of the war within as you watch your beloved fade away, you are not alone. You are not forsaken. You are loved. Your devastation is perfectly understood and your sorrow entirely known by the One who... Continue Reading →
There was a night, many weeks ago, when Jesse and I left our children in the care of someone else to take an hour long drive to a place which our eyes had never seen, to meet with a group of people we did not know. We located the home where we would be meeting,... Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking again, and thinking for me means writing. Someone asked me recently what I thought of a certain popular song, and reading the lyrics sent my mind spiraling in a dozen different directions. Mostly, I’ve found myself thinking about words. I believe words are important; far more important than most people realize. A... Continue Reading →
January always provokes me to ponder life: my life, the lives of those surrounding me, and the sanctity of it all. By the world's standards, I am disabled. Contrary to the stories I have told, I am not the victim of a shark attack or a vicious anaconda. I am not, in fact, a victim... Continue Reading →
Every Little Jot & Tittle 