All the Trees

It has been a few years since we have lived somewhere that has allowed us to enjoy the beauty of fall. From pumpkin patches and apple picking to staring in wonder at the vibrant trees that surround us, we have...

The Man at the Grocery Store

I recently took Mark to the grocery store while Arthur hung out at home with Matt. Mark giggled and joked with me as we walked, hand-in-hand across the parking lot towards the store. As we neared the entrance, a man...

Embrace the Change

Mark will always be my rainbow baby – the baby who came after the storm of losing a child. He brought hope during a time that I questioned God, and he reminded me that I could be happy again. With...

Through a Two-Year-Old’s Eyes

Each year, December brings with it a blend of Christmas music, fun festivities, and a sense that something is missing. Four stockings hang below our mantle waiting eagerly to be filled with goodies. However, there are only three sets of...

A Little Isabelle in Mark’s Life

Mark loves to name the family member in several pictures that hang in our stairwell. He typically babbles, “Mommy, Daddy, Mark, A-belle” with a huge grin on his face while pointing to each person in the picture. “A-belle” is his...

The Strength of a Mother

Mark began the week abruptly with a messy diaper, wet pajamas, and a full-blown tantrum. I sat straight up in bed rubbing the sleep off my eyes as I stared at the clock. Of course he wanted to wake up...