Missing My Children
For the last couple of weeks, my son has been in Missouri handling the consequences of bad decisions he made as a teenager. There is an end in sight, but it still feels like he won’t be home for ages. Rebekkah and I go through the motions of daily life, but the void is always there, hiding…
To My Prodigal Daughter, B….
To My Beautiful Young Daughter, B: I spoke to Rebekkah today, and the heaviness I feel in my heart for you and the children is beyond any words I could string together. I want so badly to sweep in and fix all of this for you, but sadly, I can’t. I learned only too well…
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