Ryley is nine today.

He is our eldest son and he is halfway to age eighteen.

I love him so much, I ache. I am proud of what a sweet, sensitive, hard-working, bright, inquisitive, spiritual, tender-hearted little man he is. Ryley wears his heart on his sleeve. He always has. He rarely complains […]

Several months ago, I wrote about the letter I sent to my childhood pen pal in Ireland. Her name is Colleen. I addressed the envelope strictly from memory and wished it Godspeed.

Read about it here. (I didn’t send my blog post letter, in case there is confusion)

When I nervously wrote the more […]