To Hud ~ A Grandfather’s encouragement

To Hud ~ A Grandfather’s encouragement

Hudson James, just a couple days shy of your 22nd birthday… a little encouragement from Cappy’s email to your ten-year-old self. Twelve years later, I’m encouraged by his words here, along with the joy of reminiscing over this exchange. The power of...
Heart Languages

Heart Languages

Working in admissions, one of the things I love most is getting to engage with families as they come visit our school. When we tour families around our campus, we’re not only sharing about our school’s culture, academics, fine arts and athletic programs, but we’re...
Ruby Girl

Ruby Girl

Ruby girl, we are just so surprised that you’re gone. You didn’t give us any warning, and that high-voltage personality of yours has left a huge vacuum in our home and in our hearts. We’ve been nursing Cross through some old-age symptoms lately but you hadn’t shown...
Gravel Paths

Gravel Paths

Each step elicits a crunch as my feet steady the slightly shifting gravel under my sneakers. Each step on this wooded, gravel path across from our home. Like opening an old perfume bottle, spring and summer walks usher in the memories of my college summers at Kanakuk,...
What I Cannot Do

What I Cannot Do

**In light of Mother’s day (and Father’s day) around the corner, I’m reposting this from a few years ago. It’s a a lesson I need to keep learning, still need to be reminded of. If I could give one gift to myself and to friends in the trenches...
Can These Bones Live?

Can These Bones Live?

“This Christmas, I’m thankful for Dad’s job with American. And that even though now it’s gone, that was a great run.” My brothers and I shared this sentiment as we gathered in my parents’ living room, Christmas 2000. After a...