4,015 days since I’ve hugged you, felt your sweet hand patting me on my back when we walked together.  11 years since I rushed to the ER in ...

Very seldom am I speechless.  Most of the time, I can sit down at the computer and write volumes about Lynda.  After her death, I poured my ...

Maybe it's because Lynda came to live with us at the end of January and Easter was the first holiday we celebrated with her as a famil...

We have been overwhelmed with the number of visitors to Lynda's blog from Russia this week and month.  This blog has only reinforced...

As I think about Lynda and her life, I'm reminded every time of how God uses weak and imperfect vessels to carry his love to our wor...

This little drawing reminded me of God's gift of Lynda in our lives.  When we were obedient to God's call to foster a special need...