It’s like a snack cake for your soul

I’m not all that much into chicken soup.  Don’t get me wrong, chicken soup definitely has its place in the grand scheme of life.  But for me, comfort foods are more about sweets you can sink your teeth into than watered-down broth with slurpy noodles. And frankly, Little Debbie snack cakes make me happy.  They… Continue reading It’s like a snack cake for your soul

Remembering

September 23, 1997…the day I buried my father. So I guess it’s fitting, then, that today was our annual “Day of Remembering.”  As usual, we met at Restland for the traditional placing of the flowers and taking of the photos: We tried something new with our joint picture this time…one at the gravesite.  We’ve never… Continue reading Remembering

A Day to Remember

September 11.  A day that is forever etched in my consciousness.  A day that brings with it a myriad of emotions.  A day for which I am both humbled in gratitude and somber in reflection.   A day that has provoked strong responses on both ends of the emotional spectrum.  A day I remember with… Continue reading A Day to Remember

Leadership through Service

Many people shy away from the number 13.  It’s unlucky.  Some people are even afraid of it. But there are times when the number 13 just shines.  Take a baker’s dozen, for instance.  Getting an extra donut in your box isn’t such a bad thing, is it? And on this day, the number 13 sparkled… Continue reading Leadership through Service

Into Africa, Part Deaux: Day 14

This was truly one of the longest days of my life.  Literally. All 48 hours of it. Yep, that’s right.  I got to experience an extra-long day thanks to the glory of air travel across multiple time zones. And although I left a large chunk of my heart in Africa with those precious children, I… Continue reading Into Africa, Part Deaux: Day 14

I Will Be Here

Tomorrow morning if you wake up and the sun does not appear… I will be here. Days of darkness…we’ve had our share.  Job losses.  Deaths of parents and loved ones.  Cancer.  Times when it seems like a dark cloud is hanging over us.  Times we’ve wondered if the sun would come up in the morning. … Continue reading I Will Be Here

Pink vs. Blue

“Women are pink.  Men are blue.” “We’re not wrong, just different.” “You’re stepping on my air hose.” Those are a few of the catch-phrases that will stay in our minds from this weekend.  Before you rush off to IMDB to try and figure out what movie we went to see, let me explain.  Matt and… Continue reading Pink vs. Blue

Clinging

In my last post, I was “abiding.”  That was before the past four days.  I know Mom said there’d be days like this, but we’re more than halfway to a full week…and counting. I almost don’t even know where to begin.  This has been a week of daily tragedies.  Something new every day that rocks… Continue reading Clinging