This past Saturday night, I had no plans. It is one of the few weekends I had left open on my calendar, and I quickly remembered why I have so few. Even after a very hectic week, it left me melancholy and sad.

Every time I contemplate Carson and Hayley’s wedding, my eyes begin to mist up. Partly with happiness, but also sadness that Amy will not be physically present on this special day. But I know deep down that her spirit will be with us

It is early September and the transition to early Fall has begun. Fall has not arrived yet, but I am beginning to see the golden hue of the soybean crops and the tan of the corn stalks. Many of the trees are starting to turn.

Last year when I hiked 44 miles of the North Country Trail through Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore, I was a novice hiker. I am admittedly not an outdoorsy kind of guy. It was my first multi-night backpacking trip and when

A couple of months after Amy passed, my brother Chuck and his wife Doris invited me to join them on their annual pilgrimage away from the harsh Wisconsin winter. That year, they had chosen to spend time in South Padre

When I was in high school, I was a socially awkward kid. I feared just being around other kids. I had a very difficult time making friends and connecting with people my age. There are many underlying factors that contributed to this,