Upon our arrival to Sante Fe New Mexico last night and after checking into our hotel a block away from the square, I went for a walk to see the beautiful Christmas lights and luminaries that Sante Fe is famous for this time of the...
Sifting through photographs during today's Monday morning armchair travels, I found myself reliving memories from my trip back in September with Orphan Sunday to Guatemala. Memories that are like little footnotes for a future direction. Guatemala will always hold a very special place in my heart,...
“Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.” Henry Van Dyke Saying goodbye is never easy, especially when it is to...
When I first contacted Dan Johanson of Bajao Bridge a year ago and learned of his beautiful ministry here on Bohol Island I started sponsoring little Therese. Therese is one of the reasons I came to the Philippines and meeting her is something I have...
Twenty years ago this week we moved to our new house. Oakmont Park was only a block away and was one of the reasons we moved here. Back then there were no trails, just dirt paths, and 8 year old Christina and I knew everyone...
I love celebrating Christina through the photos that she took. One of the many things that I have learned from Christina was to notice the simple things around us, the common things that we see, touch or feel every day but often do not fully...
One of the many passions that Christina and I shared was exploring places of beauty and photographing them together. The photo above was taken April the 11th, 2011 on a gorgeous spring evening by the Pacific Ocean. Christina and I were having the time of our lives, exploring the...
Once the two large boxes containing our bikes were shipped to Portland, it finally begin to dawn on me that this trip was really about to happen. We trained all that we could, carefully selected our gear, and now it was time to see if...
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...
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...
