“Come with me, Mommy! I wanna show you the fairy castle! There’s a little river and everything!”
At the back of our lot is “God’s little acre,” a section loaded with brush and brambles as far as little eyes can see. Wild…

My friend Monica Rafie, founder of “Be Not Afraid”, recently told me about the Judice family, whose son Eli was prenatally diagnosed with spina bifida and hydrocephalus. Chad Judice recently published an account of his journey from fear to faith,…

“Why wasn’t I born in your tummy, Mommy? If God wanted me to be in your family, why didn’t He make me grow like other babies, in your tummy?”
Like most adoptive mothers who hear this question, my heart broke…

My brain felt as though it was swimming through Jell-O as I pulled my car up to the stop light.  No sooner had the light change registered than the driver behind me leaned on the horn — long and loud. …

Tonight I watched "The Pregnancy Pact" on Lifetime Television. With one in six teenage girls becoming pregnant before age 20, the main premise of the movie – that the expectations of pregnant teenagers seldom turn out the way they thought,…

It’s an unfortunate fact that each generation must uncover for itself: Love is a battlefield. Except for those who marry their first love, and early in life, most of us carry on our hearts the scars of broken, often ill-advised,…

This is a true story.
A supersized black kid wearing shorts and a polo shirt, carrying a plastic grocery sack, wandered aimlessly in the frigid night air.  He had run from multiple foster homes, most recently from a black family…

I rushed through the house, fixing dinner and straightening the house. The babysitter would arrive any minute, so my husband and I could attend a school fundraiser. As I swiped the bathroom mirror with a cloth, I caught my wedding…

The word “salvage” is not a pretty one. It always involves someone making the best of an undeniably bad situation. We salvage valuables after a fire, flood, or natural disaster. The Lost and Found Family reminds us that sometimes human…

Call me Booster Mom. My official title remains to be seen – President, Vice President, Chief Bottle Washer and Cookie Dough Pusher. It all boils down to the same thing: For the next school year, a sizeable chunk of Day-Timer…