A blogworthy life?

It feels like it is time to move on…but moving on is such a scary thing.   In a world where death can come at an instant, to ...

It seems every Christmas story involves the following ingredients: - 1 widow/widower - 1 child who has lost belief in Santa -...

Everyone is called to do something in this life – using their talents for others.  Helping Africans in Uganda is not mine.  These are the ...

I ran a marathon.  But this is not a marathon blog.  While yes, mile 18 was my big fat brick wall and by mile 20 my knees were screaming ...

I'm running a marathon...on Saturday.  On a scale of 1-10, I'd give my nervousness about an 8.  I mean I'm not near the "ab...

Out here it seems that death is tragic, but it is something to be “handled.”   Last September one of my friend/roommate/coworker/Afghanis...

As with most homes, the heart of our house is the kitchen.  On the single most high traffic area of the house, the fridge, smack dab in t...