Making our way along the crowded sidewalk that lines the Bay in San Francisco, Christina and I were heading for breakfast at the Ferry building Famers Market . It was summer of 2008. This was our Saturday morning tradition on my visits to see her in the Bay. Our typical game plan...
I love this photo of sweet Carol and our very exuberant Christina on her 2nd birthday. I remember the day like it was yesterday, scurrying around to get last minute preparations done, brushing Christina's hair (she did not like it brushed!), finding her little pink sandals...
As many of you know, I recently experienced a loss that has forever changed my life: the earthly passing of my first-born daughter, Christina. While I have found that I do not have the words to describe the grief I’ve been experiencing, I am thankful...
Carol and I love family traditions and the meaning and purpose they add to our lives. One of our favorite Thanksgiving Day traditions is to go around the table allowing each family member or guest a chance to share what has happened in their life...
Carissa and I enjoyed our trip to California last week. Flying through the air and seeing the earth so small below made us seem somewhat detached from this world that has been the source of so much pain these last two months. We were blessed...
So, I'm following Christina through the streets of San Francisco, through North Beach and Little Italy, and having the time of our lives. We reach Kerouac Alley between City Lights Bookstore and Vesuvio and pause under the books that are suspended overhead like birds and I drop...
November 17, 2002 goes down in history as one of the few pictures taken of Christina where she is not wearing that signature ear to ear smile that we all know and love. The reason for this makes me smile...
Carol, myself, and our family have received an amazing amount of love lately. We are deeply humbled, not only by our church body, but by our friends, neighbors, doctors, and nurses. Even strangers have been led to us to say just the right words at...
Our hearts are broken but we serve a God who will mend them, just as he has healed our Christina by bringing her home. "He has made everything beautiful in its time." Ecclesiastes 3:11...
If you have never heard the mountains singing, or seen the trees of the field clapping their hands, do not think because of that that they don't. Ask god to open your ears so you may hear it, and your eyes so you may see it,...
