I found my purpose at the Magnolia Moon.
The beauty of the conference center’s garden was a gentle reminder that life is good. Life is to be enjoyed. When someone tells me they enjoy reading my blog, I’m thrilled. But, when Malena Lott...
View ArticleWhen a father loses a son, there is no statute of limitations on pain.
After the NCAA issued its ruling against Penn State today, part of me celebrated that the egregious cover-up was being treated seriously, and part of me mourned the justice that was not done after my...
View ArticleDon’t Underestimate Your Emotional Backstory
Olympic Judo hopeful Kayla Harrison is an incredible athlete. Her strength and skill have propelled her to the top of her sport, and earned her a spot on the U.S. Olympic team in London. But according...
View ArticleIt wasn’t really about the birds and the bees…
He was an awesome big brother for so many reasons (besides rockin’ big frames just like his kid sister). “Catherine, we need to talk. You know, sometimes, when you see the cats in the yard, and it...
View ArticleSave the Born AND the Unborn: My Thoughts on Abortion
I hesitated before writing this post. I have friends on polar opposite ends of the abortion spectrum, and I know how passionately you feel about the issue, whether for or against. I hope you can read...
View ArticleThe Missing Birthday
Yesterday would have been Eric’s 42nd birthday. This time of year typically puts me into a spin cycle, hurtling me towards the anniversary of his death on October 29, then to the holidays where his...
View ArticleI guess his favorite color was red.
I’ll always picture my brother in this jacket. “I think we’re getting together on Sunday to visit the grave.” I had to pause for a moment after hearing my mom’s voice through the phone. Of course. The...
View ArticleI am not brave.
I wish I would have. Years ago. (image from: http://shannamurray.bigcartel.com) Brave. It’s a word I’ve been called over and over again because I chose to come out of the shadows and tell Eric’s story....
View ArticleA Beautiful Encounter Among the Dry Bones
Two little girls in their jammies snack on raisins while sitting on their uncle’s grave. A simple, beautiful moment. “He’s not really here, honey. It’s just his bones.” I spoke these words from my own...
View ArticleI need to tell you where I’m going.
How can I desire to shine the light of justice and mercy into the world when I won’t let it shine into the dark places of my own heart? Some of you won’t want to hear this. Some of you will. Some of...
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