Upon learning of my son’s death, many people say, “I can’t imagine.” I know you cannot and I could not either. The following is a…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
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Many days I wish I could see images in my mind just so I can see Caleb’s face. I think it would be from the…
Almost 39 months have passed since Caleb died. Did you notice I have not posted anything for over 70 days? I broke my 30-month posting…
I have thought for a few weeks that some have quit reading my posts but still want to engage. In talking with a friend this…
I used to be called a pack rat. I kept many weird things which few would find useful. This came from growing up with nothing,…
I should have been eating pumpkin pie for breakfast with Madilyn and Caleb both choosing apple pie. Donna and I would have started cooking, and…
I have had a rough week. Having thought I was past most of it, I was sitting on the couch, catching up on work, while…
Every day without my son is difficult. The ninth and tenth of each month are harder. When these days fall on a Saturday or Sunday,…
The morning sun already high in the clear sky has me soaking in the warmth. I watch my playful daughter splashing in the lake and…
I wish I had known Caleb longer. Parents do not tend to plan for life without their children. As he grew, I wondered how tall…
