Christmas came and went and as the sun set on the big day, we put our daughters on a plane to Houston to visit with my family. They’re there five days. It feels strange for a couple of reasons. First…
Until this week I never paid much attention to bullying. I’d never been bullied, I never bullied anyone, and so it was one of those things that make you cringe when you hear about it, but what can you do…
This isn’t going to be a fun post. I’m angry and need to vent. Today my youngest daughter, a freshman in high school, was cyberbullied. It was a brutal attack that had all the makings of a high school drama…
Keep walking. This is my faith. Twenty-six years ago I had none. Since my epiphany, however, I’ve relied on faith to guide me on everything. And since last summer, it’s been tested. Hard. I woke up this morning in a…
Patton Whistler was an attractive man of 35–caucasian with tanned skin and dark features. He married a lovely woman ten years prior, and together they had two young daughters. They lived in a spacious bungalow in Los Angeles. Life was…
