Suddenly it didn’t matter if that baby was going to sleep in a laundry basket, a crib, or a box. She was here in all her purity and innocence and our family was richer for her birth. She came home from the hospital Christmas Eve and no Christmas gift has equaled her since.
It never fails. Whenever I step into the shower, begin cooking dinner, or turn the ignition on my car, my cell phone rings. It is comical how my dad always seems to call at the most inconvenient, busiest time of the day. But when I think about my sweet dad and his penchant for phone … Continue reading Fathers
"I don't know what dark plan lies within you. Nor do I know by what design we were asked to live without each other these 16 years. But God has offered us a new beginning...don't slap His hand away."