My daughter Kaitlyn is playing on a travel softball team this summer. It is her first foray into travel sports and let’s just say that the season has been less than spectacular. The team has won a few games, but …
The Sun Shines Bright: A Reflection on My Old Kentucky Home
I wrote this two years ago on the day of the Kentucky Derby. The derby was supposed to be run today but it has been rescheduled for September; the first postponement since World War II. What better time then, to …
A Good Friday Contemplation on Life Through Death
It’s Good Friday. The day that Jesus was tried, convicted, beaten, and nailed to a cross to die sounds anything but good. I guess perspective is important. For believers, it is the day that began a series of events that …
Independence Day
I woke up this morning thinking about freedom and was reminded of these words I wrote a few weeks ago. Today, I hope that we can all celebrate our independence from something.
The Tree Must Stand Tall
I wrote this post nearly one year ago on a day when memories from my past came, seemingly, out of nowhere and left me shaking and feeling helpless. While I’m not a fan of these emotional onslaughts they have taught …
A Day for All Kinds of Hearts
Valentine’s Day is celebrated with candy hearts and cards, but there are a group of families in Parkland, Florida that will forever remember it as the day that their loved ones, 14 of them students, died. I couldn’t help but …
A Tragedy, a Gift, and a Reminder to Breathe
On this last day of January, I thought I would share my thoughts on the New Year, the gift that is my daughter, and how the two led me to a few non-resolution resolutions for 2019.
Don’t Stop, Just Slow Down
My daughter is a powerhouse of intellect, wry humor, and so much natural athletic ability that it sometimes doesn’t seem fair. In her short lifetime, she has played soccer, volleyball, basketball, and softball. One week into the new school year …
When a Sad Ending is an Unexpected Beginning
I wrote the words below one night after checking on my sleeping daughter. Her face, so innocent, so sweet, so different from mine and yet so similar stopped me in my tracks. I realized that she was here because of …
