This Man

We're still celebrating the gift of this man today. And I've gotten to love this man for 11 years now. On Saturday, we got to hear this man speak at the Memorial Service for the thousands of babies who lost their lives at 4132 Schaefer in Dearborn during the 20 years the facility was in... Continue Reading →

A Father’s Heart

I held it like it was you, that red crochet heart. It hung on my bed post reminding me you were out there, just not here. And how can a 7-year-old reconcile that?Mom said you loved me and I wanted to believe her. But tears soaked my pillow many nights that second grade year, because... Continue Reading →

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