My train stop on Halloween was more than a train stop. Maybe it could have been just a train stop under different circumstances. Perhaps it would have held far less meaning if my bus home wasn’t leaving right when I got off the train. I bet if my kids weren’t waiting at home for me to go …
I Got 99 Problems
Warning: This post contains some graphic content. If you are easily offended by sexual references or racial slurs, you may want to skip this post. I hope you won't, because it may change the way you view people around you. A clearly autistic man preaches the Gospel to everyone walking by, …
Why I’m Okay with a Little Sass From My Son
I am thrilled to be giving my friend Nita Holiday the opportunity to share some of her words today. Nita Holiday is a wife, mom, booknerd and Minnesotan. She is finishing her second novel and hopes to see her work as a tattered paperback on an airport bench one day. She likes people, so come find …
Then She Started to Hula
One of my college buddies recently found this blog and commented on it. As I read his words of wisdom to me, I realized something about the short life of this blog: it has definitely been written in the minor key of pain and sorrow. Certainly this has been due to the recent challenges we’ve faced as …