the only thing to fear.

Remember when we were younger, and we thought we’d be so much smarter when we were older? We’d have this gig all figured out, and life would be a cinch. I was certain I’d know all the answers. But truth be told now, I’m not even sure I know or understand the questions. Things I once clung to, I’m no longer certain still hold true. I’ve found myself questioning much and arriving at fewer and { read more… }

worth fighting for.

I know when I write this I’m opening myself up for criticism, but please do not feel compelled to write and tell me how awful we are. We let Lula, our golden doodle, eat people food. There I said it, and I owned it. I know, I know. It’s a terrible thing to do, but she’s just so stinking cute that I can’t help it. Even Brad, who was the strict disciplinarian in our home, can’t usually { read more… }

one word to change your life.

Want to change your life? You can with just one word. Because a single word can be a powerful thing. It can be the ripple in the pond that changes everything. It can a catalyst for changing and enriching your life. For the past nine years, I have had a word for the year. Just one word. I don’t exactly remember how or why I started doing this, but in 2008, I did. The word for 2008 { read more… }

twas the night before Christmas.

  Twas the night before Christmas And in my heart stirred Some thoughts I wanted to share And I’ll try to put to words. Christmas seems so different As our boys are all full grown. They’re celebrating Christmas With families of their own. The trappings have diminished. The pile of presents is quite small. No one will wake us early. Instead they’ll text or call. It’s not Pinterest perfect But neither was a manger a bed { read more… }

perfect.

                          That’s what I have told every single person who has asked. He is perfect. And it’s the truth. Just see for yourself. Conway Lee Kendrick made his debut on December 4, which was the exact day his daddy and Uncle Cam said he would arrive. I was sure to remind his daddy that everything else about this precious bundle of joy would likely not be { read more… }

unlikely messengers.

The day will be forever etched in my memory and in the deep and hidden places of my heart. It was November 29, 2015. A year ago yesterday. I’d been at prison for several hours when I got the call to the warden’s office. This is never a good thing. The news had come, and it was going to hit even harder. A mother’s teenage son had been killed in a gang fight. But not { read more… }