I went to a funeral last week. Yet. another. funeral.  Our family has now lost 14 friends and loved ones over the course of the past two years. I recognize that death is a part of life, but it has become a much too familiar part of my life these past several months. With all of this experience I could become a professional mourner. A few months ago I officially declared a moratorium on death. Clearly I have zero authority regarding this matter because it just keeps happening! At this point I’m just hoping for a bit of a break.

I guess the New Year isn’t so new anymore. Some of the shiny is worn off by now. Many good intentions have already fallen by the wayside. I have been under the weather for a good portion of January, so I feel like I lost this month somehow. I have been cheated out of one of my favorite times of the year. But somehow I don’t think that the shingles virus cares all that much about me or what I would prefer, so time marches on. Yes, I have shingles. Yes, it completely lives up to the hype. Yes, I

I saw this quote last week and I have been thinking about it ever since. Who are those five people in my life? How are they contributing to who I am? I mentioned it to my husband and he joked that he must be on average mostly female by now because he spends most of his time at home and at work with women.  That is why he occasionally needs to visit Sportsman’s Warehouse. To be honest, the one that I spend the most time with these days isn’t a person, although he might beg to differ. I spend more

Hello again! I’m feeling the urge to re-introduce myself because it’s been so long since I was here. I did not plan to take such a long break. It just happened. To be honest, I haven’t really had anything to say, so rather than just create more “noise” in the world, I decided to wait until I was ready to write again. Today is the day! These past few months have been full of change. We moved both of our daughters to college in August. Thankfully they had different move-in dates or I don’t know how we would have moved

My baby girl is 18 years old today. A real grown-up. The miracle who brings light and joy to my life every. single. day. Is this actually happening? The days are long, but the years really are short. She arrived on one of the hottest days of the year. The high temperature that day was well into the triple digits. Labor and delivery with this little one were relatively short and uncomplicated even though she was a bigger baby than her older sister. 8lbs. 13oz. 22 inches long Proud papa!   Big sister Hope was so excited   Such a