So you know that place of standing in front of the refrigerator with the door… Read the postThat place of open refrigerators,cold asparagus, and the color beige
The stress of unshed tears, the pressure that builds in your head, the anxiety that… Read the postA boy and his birthday
Intellectually it is simple enough to register that the days preceding Justin’s 27th birthday will… Read the postThe anticipation of a birthday and a thought from Pope Benedict XVI
That was my text message and accompanying photo of Ryan to Doug last Friday afternoon.… Read the post“Look who we got home.” The art of “carefree timelessness.”
The above query needs to be put on the “what not to say to grieving… Read the post“So, what are you doing to keep busy?”
No peace, no sleep, no desire for the next day, hah, you may be thinking… Read the postNo Clock, No calendar, No Road Map
de·serve to merit, be qualified for, or have a claim to (reward, assistance, punishment, etc.)… Read the postDe-serve. Nope, life isn’t fair.
Actually it was everyone’s first trip to Franciscan with the exception of my mom….she was… Read the postMemories of Justin’s first visit to Franciscan…he was just 3 years old.