The Untold Secret About Making Your Teen’s Lunch: Because There’s So Much More Than Food Inside That Brown Bag

There’s so much pressure from the world these days for teens to make their own lunch which many believe will miraculously transform them into responsible, grateful human beings. Yeah, I beg to differ on that one.  What fairy tale are they living in? While I do believe it is very important to instill responsibility in… Read More

Barely Breathing:10 Secrets to Surviving Loss of Your Child, Now Available!

So today is the day!! Lydia’s 11th anniversary in heaven. Bittersweet for sure. However, I’m so blessed my book is here.  Here is the amazon link! I would love to hear feedback from any of you who read this, via a review on Amazon and comment here too. When my sweet Lydia died, I had… Read More

Glimpses From God and Subtle Reassurance

And there she appeared. Adorably dressed in a pale pink jumper with white tights-embroidered on the front pocket was a hot pink and blue birthday present. Her golden locks framed her round rosy cheeks amplifying that mischievous yet loving smile. It was Lydia! The elation I felt when I picked her up and held her… Read More

A Gift of Gratitude For You-(Gift Inside)

  So Thanksgiving is in just a few days, and what better time to warm our hearts with stories of gratitude than now. I am over the moon excited to share with you our new e-book, A Gift of Gratitude, a community book project, just released on Amazon. A book of authors sharing their thoughts… Read More

Nostalgic November

It’s been a trying last few weeks as I’ve been traveling a lot. I just finished up a spectacular elk hunt enjoying the solace of nature and returned home, reconnecting with the world.   While spending time hunting, on the job and with family, it has been exhausting to say the least.  Being pulled in many… Read More

Finding the Sweeter Side of Grief-A Look at Child Loss Ten Years Later

So July 16, 2018 marks ten years since our car accident.-when a routine commute to work on a hot summer day, ended with my daughter gone and my son and I in the hospital. I remember clearly when it was nearly evening time that day and we were finally allowed to leave the hospital. I… Read More