One by one, they fell.  One by one, ever so slowly, they began to recover.  All, that is, except for Boy Three whose fever had subsided, but whose spark was

In the face of such sorrow and loss, amidst national upheaval and global unrest, how do we keep going?  How do we stay encouraged?  What reason to we have to

Nearly all winter long, I’d heard the complaints on Facebook.  Entire families were coming down with the crud.  Schools were reporting large numbers of students missing, sidelined by illness.  And

With errands to run and a college kid to visit, we gathered the remnants of our donut feast, topped off the coffee, and moved on.  The next stop?  Target, one

If I had to encapsulate the last 16 months, it could be summed up as “The Year of Battle.”  It’s also been “The Year of Waiting.”  And in a peculiar

Looking down at his tummy, he pulls his warm, red sweatshirt out and says, “Jesus, are you hungry?”  He pauses, listening, and then looks up, face bright.  “He says yes!” and

I forget, reaching forward, hoping for what is down the road, wriggling impatiently as I sit in my chair, typing, day after day after day.  It’s hard, this enforced sitting still,

“I Thought She Was Out Jogging, But She Was Running Around On Me.”  (I am not making this up.)  Now there’s a girl who should’ve gotten a stationary bike for

It happened again one morning on my way home in the quiet van. I was coming back from dropping off the sophomore and picking up some fruit (okay, and a Starbucks white chocolate mocha)