When my sister, Sherill, was alive, she always used to have the whole family over for Thanksgiving. It was potluck-style, but she’d assign a dish for each person to bring. The table was long and the conversation was boisterous. Thanksgiving has slowly dwindled down to family members having their own celebrations. It’s kind of sad in a way, but Mom made it a little happier for Mark and me today…Continue reading
So we all woke up to a new day today. Some of you woke up feeling happy and some of you felt like you’d been kicked in the stomach, but the sun still rose and life goes on. I woke up early this morning and began practicing what I preached last night…praying for our president-elect and for the country.