“The Sun is Up! It’s Time to Play.” Those are jarring words. Especially at 6 a.m. in the morning.
I didn't know it was World Mental Health day until it had almost passed. So many Americans (and others around the world) suffer from mental illness. Something needs to change.
Fifteen years ago today, everything that could go wrong seemed to have done just that. The best man got a nosebleed. The pastor didn't show. The candles exploded. The caterer mixed up menus. And, the limo broke. The driver took a smoke break. You and I and our luggage sat right there in the back … Continue reading Hang in there my Bride, we’ll make it yet.
These are the most authentic words I've typed in a long time. The summer of 2019 has been an outrageous journey into the fog of mental health. Summed up in three words: Honesty. Jesus. Beer.
After our foster son's birthday party guests left the other day, we invited our 12 year old to sit down in a chair in the middle of the kitchen. "Close your eyes," mama said. "I've got something for you that you've always wanted." Then, smash! The remnants of baby's smash cake went right into his … Continue reading Not in the brochure: missing experiences