Truthfully, I always imagined myself raising boys. I just assumed that, with all my affection for order and organization, the Lord would throw in some boys to leave muddy little…
I guess that right there sums up where I’m at. Still a mother, yet spending my days with children who aren’t my own. So passionate to protect the legacy entrusted…
My eyes swelled with tears as I read her text: “I just can’t believe this is my life, Nicole.” How many times before had I sobbed with those same words…
Meet our Warren Joseph. A son. So different from the responsibility and privilege of raising a daughter, and yet so distinctly precious. Savannah was the first of a new generation…
I came through the door to find Justin camped out on the couch watching the “Becoming Gordon Ramsay” series on Netflix. He patted the cushion beside him, inviting me to…
