Tomorrow is the second year anniversary of my husband’s death. When I look back at all the ways my life has changed in those two years, it feels more like a decade. I see everything differently now; I feel as if I’m on the verge of a new beginning, a new life, and...
The first few months into my second marriage were a rude awakening. I thought I knew my new husband well: He was a dedicated Christian, a hard worker, and his children loved and respected him. All the major no-nos checked out. What more was there to know? I’ll never...
I write and speak about blended families quite often. Once I was on a panel discussing stepfamily ministry, and a woman later asked me if I could give her a list of scriptures to use in her church for stepfamily ministry. I gave her a few off the top of my head, but I...
The best way to describe the last three years for me would be to call them a barrel ride down a long river—always uncomfortable, frightening at times, but not without occasional calm and continual overwhelming beauty. My journey started when my first husband died, and...
Recently I saw an ad in a magazine that listed the “20 Things You Should do in This Lifetime.” This is what the company suggested: 1. Visit the country your ancestors called home.2. Leave a dollar where a kid will find it.3. Fly over the Grand Canyon in a...
