Living For Him in Spite of Myself

Living For Him in Spite of Myself

Sometimes I look back on a day and think things like, “How did that happen?” “How did I let this life get the best of me?” “Why did I allow this or that to make me feel the way it did?” Sometimes I wake up and wish I could have a...
Looking Back as We Press On and Feeling Thankful

Looking Back as We Press On and Feeling Thankful

I was thumbing through the pages of an old photo album,remembering this particular day with a smile.My friend and photographer, Amy Parsons, did a photo shoot of our family as a gift the summer before Nick passed away; and I am forever thankful for every photograph...
What Our Body Can Teach Us About Love

What Our Body Can Teach Us About Love

I’ve pulled a muscle in my upper left arm. The simplest movement sends a shooting pain through my entire arm, and my whole body winces. The movement of my fingers when typing sends a vibration up to my shoulder that somehow causes the pain to stir, and even as I...
When Life Doesn’t Make Sense

When Life Doesn’t Make Sense

Tim and I will be traveling to Huntington tomorrow evening for the visitation of one of his students who was in class one day last week and then found dead that same evening. He was an only child and my heart breaks as I think of the agony his family is going through...