Homeward
I love the feelings we get when we hear the word "home." Hearts soften as familiar sounds and smells bring us back to where we truly belong.
Read MoreThese Walls
The floor creaks. The child weeps. The walls hear more than anyone would believe. So much more.
Read MoreThe March of Masked, Savage Warriors
I spent a few hours this morning reading many Facebook statuses. I wanted to get a better sense of who we are and how we navigate through this challenging time. I now realize just how many hands I’ve held and souls I’ve stood alongside. I see so many shared feelings, horrible heartache, devastation, and defeat. But so much more conviction and courage. You see, that’s because WE ARE BRAVE-HEARTED SAVAGES! Who knew?
Read MoreHearts and Trains
Last night we hugged. It was more than just a casual hug. It was a “heart-hugging-heart” kind of hug. You know, the kind where the emotions run so deep that we cried.
I should clarify; only one of us cried.
Recovering My Hope Stone
Last December I was given a precious gift. If you asked me even days before, I wouldn’t have understood any of what I’m about to share. I would have had no reason to.
I lied. Mine was a 50-year kind of lie.