Today is the last day of school.  Dragon missed the entire year.  Dragon missed a whole year of learning, of experiences, of frustrations and having fun.  He missed Spanish 2 and Physics and the annual Dodgeball tournament and getting his driver’s permit and the beginnings...

There was a day about this time last year where I was cleaning out my pantry.  I found an old ice cream maker that we had bought when the kids were just babies, that I had put away and forgot all about.  Inspired, I bought...

Hannah and I were taking a walk the other day, and the conversation drifted to a thought prompted by a book she’s reading.  “Moving forward,” Hannah said to me, “is different from moving on.” “Oh yeah?  How so?” I asked, curious. “What do those terms mean...

I was walking on the trail this morning and ran into our friend, Dan, who was at the concert.  "It's really great," he said, "what you and Daniel are doing with the Foundation." What he doesn't realize, and what I'm realizing now, is that the Foundation...

I've become friendly with other mothers that have lost a child.  It's a terrible club to which none of us want to belong.  They are moms like me, they are my age, they live nearby. Knowing them and talking with them make me feel less...

In August, right after the funeral, my dear friend Mina gave me a book written by Nicholas Wolterstorff, "Lament For a Son."  Wolterstorff, a professor of philosophical theology at Yale, wrote it to mourn the death of Eric Wolterstorff, his 25-year old son whom he...