March Madness: Day 9 My Tribe… There are so many things I love about this picture. The memory I have from that day was when the photographer suggested we take a group shot, everyone kinda fell into place. I know in blended families it’s easy to default to your biological bloodline. That didn’t happen in this pic, nor does it happen often in our day-to-day lives. Of course it takes more than a photographer’s suggestion, but putting in the effort pays off in more than just back

March Madness: Day 7 Keep looking up… I was so career and accomplishment driven when I met Leah, that combined we wanted to rule the world. They say be careful what you ask for. While we were both grabbing life trophies like a first year little leaguer, we’d indeed found ourselves very much in and of the world. We’d also lost who we were, and what we knew of each other. That’s when we choose to look up, and set our sights on what was truly important in this life – God – each

March Madness: Day 4 Some days are diamonds… Well, you know the old song, but the truth is this little puppy has taught me a lot about life in his few months with us. Loyalty, patience, unconditional love, and tenacity. I laughed when I saw this picture and realized that on any day at any given moment, we could be on either end of this scenario. He takes because we offer, and not for the sake of selfishly taking. We give because we love to give, and not because we expect anyt

March Madness: Day 2 Grieving loss cannot be avoided. There’s a logical procession for getting through the stages after having lost someone you love. It took almost 20 years to finally grieve my mom’s death. At the time, siblings fought over money and materials, but I didn’t recognize that all of the anger was a sign that everyone was in pain. There was no healing, reconciliation or forgiveness. Everyone just went into their dark corners until eventually we began showing up a

FITx50 \ week 31 Folks, this is the very last episode of FITx50. I’ll be blessed with the distinction next Wednesday, March 11th. I’ve loved your support through these posts. Most encourage by saying it’s only a number, and if that’s the case it’s 18262.1 days. It’s 438,291 hours. It’s 26,280,000 minutes. Then while calculating the number of seconds, my handheld showed this – 1.5768e+9 – Did I just discover a hidden mathematical computation? Despite the math, on March 11th it