I found myself thinking about Buddy today. Because of a new book I’m just starting work on. Gracie…
I parked in the driveway of our lodge-style home nestled among towering cedars and flowering dogwoods. Even returning…
As I approached my fourth year of being a widow, my son Jon said to me one day,…
I was 26 years old when I got sick. It started with a series of high fevers, some…
Today’s guest blogger is Laura Epps. Out of the blue, in January, my sweet friend Adriana called and…
On a beautiful June day seven years ago, I lost my job. It wasn’t unexpected. The website where…
Let me tell you about an African woman named Leonida Wanyama. For Christmas dinner her family had boiled…
Lenora was dying. She was 54 and had inoperable cancer. She lay in bed on pillows surrounded by…
Pistol waits for me by the gate outside her stable. What took you so long? I can almost…
Sunday evening at Church on the Rock in Oklahoma City. Soft music filled the sanctuary. I stood near…
The house was quiet. It was a spring day in 2011, mid-morning. My two older boys were at…
It was never going to happen. Not even my family was planning to make a big deal about…
