My daughter after open heart surgery My younger sister recently had her first baby– an adorable little human with fuzzy hair, a cute nose and tiny perfect fingers. Her baby’s entrance to this world was a bit stressful, including a C-section, the cord...
“[God] is the best writer, too,” Gabriel said to me. “Why’s that?” I asked. “Because he gives every good writer something to struggle with and try to work out by writing down. That’s genius.” – John Corey Whaley,...
A friend said recently that he could understand my wanting someone’s hand to hold as I sit in church. I’ve thought a lot about the truths and lesser lies in that statement, and I’d like to share what I really want. Tim Parkinson on Flickr...
I’m writing from Morocco, from the capital city of Rabat. This is where I attended and graduated from high school, where I became aware of international politics, where I discovered chocolate crepes and brochettes (grilled, spiced shish kabobs), where I learned...
Peter informed me the other day that he would let all his kids get iPhones. And I laughed. When I told him his kids might not even know what an iPhone was he was incredulous. The conversation went something like this: Peter: Why wouldn’t they know what an iPhone...
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