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I bought my firstborn into this world on June 17, 2020, in a labor and delivery ward with closed waiting rooms and no visiting hours. My husband and…
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I opened my front door to find a box full of goodies at my feet: a hot meal, gifts for each of my kiddos, and a box full of hand-me-down clothes. It…
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My father-in-law jokes that his name is “Where’s Grandma?” When my kids hear the familiar shutting of the car door in the driveway, it…
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When our newest grandsons, twins Ellis and Brady, were born last October, we spent a lot of time together. Sleep schedules were nonexistent and…
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“It looks like you all had so much fun at the lake!” My grandma exclaimed over the phone last evening. I smiled and pictured her sitting…
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The last time I wrote about my grandmother was almost five years ago. It was the eulogy to be delivered at her memorial service. I printed it and…
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There she sat in the back seat, sobbing. I could tell the kind of tears that flowed down her cheek. It was grief. She missed her. My mother. Her…
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The story goes that the neighbors would leave food out by the mailbox near the county road and then run. It was the late 1920s, and the polio…
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If I had to rate all of God’s gifts to us mere mortals, the ones that reassure us of His love and presence in our lives, surely one of the top…
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This picture of my grandpa and me was taken well over 20 years ago. It was taken on one of my multiple weekly visits to “the farm.” The picture…
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