How Well Do You Neighbor?

How Well Do You Neighbor?

“We don’t neighbor.” Those were the three words Terri’s mom heard when she moved her family from Iowa to Nebraska. Terri’s dad was a trucker before cell phones and email were a thing. So the limited time their family shared the same space each week was from Saturday...

Sisters by Choice

I call them my “3 a.m.-ers,” those friends who’d expect an emergency call, regardless of the hour. We’ve done life together, these old and new friends, taking kiddos to the ER, bailing out flooded basements, pulling vehicles out of snowdrifts. These, my sistas, live...

Three Ways to Care for Friends Who Hurt

Our 4-year-old grandson Jackson is accident prone. Every bump and bruise has a story. “You should have seen it, Nana,” he said. “I fell off my bike and my face hit the ground before my hands.” One look at his noggin and I knew he spoke truth. He then pulled three...

Generational Friends

Seven months ago, my husband and I packed all our belongings into the back of a Penske truck and moved south to follow a calling God had given us. We left behind all our friends, family (well, we did take our two boys!), and everything we knew as we started on this...

My Day as a Diva

Laughter is my manna – especially when it floats down in unexpected moments and especially in the dark places of life. Last fall, I had a speaking engagement up north. I love traveling to speak and share my family’s story, but I hate going alone. Often, flying solo is...