Today, I’ve decided to be thankful. Thankful for the mess.  Thankful for the tantrums. Thankful for the things on my to-do list. This morning I woke up to the smiles of two little boys in jammie shirts and superhero underwear.  They requested Go-gurts and waffles for breakfast.  They sat on the couch, under blankets because, … More Thankful

On hole 18

I had a dream last night that dad was playing golf with Jesus.  When I woke up, I told Jesus that dad could only play 18 holes and that he had to come home when he was done. Dad is a strong man. He’s healthy, determined, and as someone wrote to him, a stubborn SOB … More On hole 18