She was created in 1971 before either of us were born. Built with concrete and wooden 2 x 4s, brick facade and cedar siding, she is a tribute to the decade of my birth. While she has had some updating,
In On 10 – The House, Part Two

She was created in 1971 before either of us were born. Built with concrete and wooden 2 x 4s, brick facade and cedar siding, she is a tribute to the decade of my birth. While she has had some updating,
We’ve been talking publicly about our #bigthreeof2016 since January, but the dreams have been simmering in our hearts for much longer. Of course, we’ve wanted Danny to walk again since Day One and the dream to write and share our
In December, I was busy. Isn’t that a surprise? So, instead of writing an #InOn10 post, I posted the video below: And, since it worked so well in December and you Facebook people loved it, I did another video
It’s been 10 years now. We’ve passed the mark and entered into double digits. And, as much as I’m overcome with the magnitude of what we have experienced, I am simultaneously in awe of what we have survived. What we
It’s coming quickly. Time does that; circling back around each year as a reminder we’re still in the midst of churning. It’s hard to believe we’re about to mark 10 years of this gig. On August 16th, we’re going to
My gut is stirring with many dreams that suddenly feel possible. Dare I call it hope? And, yet, I also see fresh edges of my fears creeping closer. As a family, we’re making progress. We’re in a place that we are
I was wrecked. Again. I know you’re surprised. We were set on the rhythm of rush; a typical Sunday morning. I got Corbin settled into his Sunday School class and then entered the near dark auditorium looking for Danny. I
It was a Monday morning; not different from any other morning when I’d just rather roll over and dig deeper into the comfort of our bed, but this was an unexpectedly beautiful Monday. Grabbing my phone to turn off the
Corbin was only five days old when he met his father in the hospital. Danny was still shrouded inside his coma; life in his eyes appearing periodically and then fading just as quickly. The brain injured father is the only