A Little Feasting, a Little Fun and a Tear or Two

The tents have been folded away, the borrowed tables and chairs have been returned to their owners and the fridge is full of leftovers. Our day of celebration is a sweet memory. For the fifth time in 10 years (four sons, one exchange student), family and friends filled our lawn and our hearts in honor …

When You Look Into Their Hearts

Come Friday, our nest will be a little emptier. Son Number Three will throw a few boxes and bags into his Jeep and head south, an eight-hour drive to Nashville — the “country music” Nashville. Son Number Two waits for him there, along with freedom, challenges, new friends, a new job and untold new experiences. …

The Blessing

Our youngest stepped across the threshold into manhood a few days ago.  With birthday cheesecake and a small gathering of friends, we heralded his coming of age — 18.  And all this week, I’ve had one thought. Where did the time go? When did he stop spending hours building cities with Legos, racing around the …