It was “take your kid to work” week for our family this week. I usually have an entourage with me when I show up to my workplace, but Eric just gets that joy only once or twice a year. He took Caleb with him Tuesday so I took Evan with me.

I work with my mother two half days a week. She makes legs and arms — a prosthetist.

Yeah, I know. Read more »

I turned 40 in December. It wasn’t an easy transition. My father passed away when he was 41 and left my mother a widow at 39. I had all sorts of anxiety about nearing the number of doom. I was pretty certain I was going to have some disease or maybe wake up with wrinkles all over my face and body. Read more »

Nearly eight years ago, Eric and I were hurt by someone. We were talking to a wise friend who told us something that we still remember to this day. “People will always disappoint you, but God never will.”

People do disappoint. We are mankind; it’s what we do. Read more »