Curl up in a ball? Hide under a rock? Stay in bed? Cry all day? Be sad all the time? Waste this day? Waste tomorrow? No, I refuse. I will grow. I will strengthen. I will fight. I will love. I will learn. I will teach. I will be me. I will be the man [&hellip

Lindsay’s passing has forced me and lot of people around me to look at their lives… How they live How they love Who they love What they say What they do What really matters And the big WHY? Why are we here, why do we do the things we do, why do we live the [&hellip

What’s your story? Gabe

Several weeks ago I had the fortunate encounter with someone that God put in “my” life for a reason (read here). That someone is ‘Jason’. A simple introduction of himself to me, led to a simple introduction of him to the staff at Church, led to HOPE. I have been in touch with Jason here and [&hellip

To Brody & Cash, One day you will ask me… “What was mommy like?” This is what I will tell you… “Mommy was beautiful.” You will say… “Beautiful?” I will say… “Yes, beautiful.” You will say… “I know we’ve seen the pictures.” I will say… “I’m not talking about the pictures.” You will say… “Then [&hellip

Life is funny, life is sad, life is hard, life is blessed, life is hurt, life is pain, life is joy, life is beautiful, life is love. All of these are true, yet so contradicting. I have felt all of this on all levels in my life. I have experienced all of these versions of [&hellip

I will wake up knowing you are not physically next to me. I will go to bed knowing the next day will be the same as today. I am one day closer to seeing you again. Gabe

Gabe: “Ok, Brody its bedtime”. Brody: “Ok, Daddy”. Gabe: “Lets go”. We begin our walk with our normal routine of stopping at the family picture hanging on the wall next to the hallway leading to Brody’s room. Brody kisses Mommy. I stay for a second longer… Gabe: “Say I love you Mommy”. Brody: “I love [&hellip

One of the first lessons we are taught as soon as we come in to this life is to share. In the beginning it means you have to give your toy to someone else. As you grow the meaning grows. The next one is that of telling your parents how your day went. Again, it [&hellip

Family is something that we inherit. In most circumstances we don’t get to choose our family… whether it is a Dad, Mom, Brother, Sister, Son, or Daughter, we acquire this through God’s plan. The relationships can vary and we all play our role in the family. Your role changes over the years and you can [&hellip