It was just a quick stop at the grocery store — a hand-basket, produce-department-only kind of stop. I stepped through the doors, grabbed the blue-handled basket...
My husband Paul introduced me to Phil Wickman. Paul has a pretty awesome job, touring Christian musicians throughout our beautiful country of Canada. It is rare,...
My mind often drifted to thoughts of her. A young woman, who though I’d never met, would be linked with me always. I often thought of...
Long red licorice laces were carefully bent into heart shapes on the kitchen table before any little body raced down the stairs for their morning Cheerios....
I was in the kitchen chatting on the phone with my sister. Through the window I watched the kids play happily in the backyard. When I...
Like thousands of other births, the drama and hours of pain ended in the beauty of the emergence of a perfect little body. The real boy...