From Heartache to Hope
I stood there looking at the mounds of dresses in my cart. Dresses piled up high in every color: blue, orange, purple, white, green, black, and every shade of pink.
I stood there looking at the mounds of dresses in my cart. Dresses piled up high in every color: blue, orange, purple, white, green, black, and every shade of pink.
I began, “Knock-knock” She asked with a little prompting, “ Who’s There?” I replied, “Lettuce”. Then prepared to follow up with a funny punch line. But instead of asking the
Katherine Wolf is no stranger to a life of pain and hardship. She miraculously survived a stroke that occurred 6 months after the birth of her first son, and now
Just like anyone else who was alive that day, I can remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when the events of that day unfolded. I was
If I could go back in time and speak to myself at the beginning of this journey with special needs, there is so much I’d want to share. This journey
“I can’t wait!” she said to me one day, when turning seventeen. Lots of candles on the cake this year, and Yay they’re all for me! Not an unusual
This weekend we took a long Sunday afternoon drive to run an errand miles from where we live and to take in the sights along the way. Eric and I,
We love our new minivan! We bought it just over a year ago with our daughter’s needs, and frankly a few of our own, in mind. This new van does
“Is it summer now? I’m ready for a good vacation”, she turned and asked in her adorable but straightforward manner. The three of us burst out laughing, and at once
“The sidewalk says BOOM”, she said with a giggle while watching from the window. We’re working on another construction project at our house. This time in the backyard. It’s basically
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