So this weekend we are headed out east for yet another funeral. My husband’s side of the family has had many of them the past years. Some would be seen as tragic, some would be seen as blessed relief from extreme suffering. They are ...
My father-in-law died this week, a little more than a year since my mother-in-law passed. The year without his beloved Rose Marie was torture for him. He spoke of her often and of his desire to be united with her. He left peacefully on a Tuesday ...
When my kids were little and I found myself whining about how hard it was to manage four little ones, wiser, older women would tell me, “Little kids, little problems. Big kids, big problems.” I couldn’t imagine mothering being even more difficult ...
It's hard to not have a twinge of jealousy when your adoptive child reconnects with their birth family. In the early years, we thought of them a lot. We prayed for them and we thanked God for connecting us and for their self-less act of allowing ...
