When I was 14 years old, my father was in a serious car accident and suffered a traumatic brain injury. Some days he could barely walk because he was in severe...

“This one’s a firecracker!” the pediatrician said when my husband and I took our first child for her one-year physical. Extroverted and confident, Madison has lived up to that description ever...

Since my early mathematics classes, I have been intrigued by the number one. By itself, it is weak and powerless. Even when it is multiplied by itself, it retains the same...

Despite placing our phone number on a “do not call” list, my husband and I still receive multiple telemarketing calls each day. One day, my husband said, “What if we turned...

When I was eight years old, I remember helping my father search for his lost keys. As his frustration mounted, he asked, “Why is it that whenever you lose something, it’s...

Almost seven years ago, our first grandson, Zachary, was born on the other side of the world. He suffered brain damage at birth and could barely breathe on his own. Zachary’s...

Early one evening my friend Sherry phoned, telling me to go outside and look at the sunset. She described how beautiful the colors were and how the sky was a brilliant...

My twelve-year-old son, Mike, yelled for me to pull over in the parking lot. His voice was urgent. Tears formed as his voice broke at the sight of a homeless man...

Growing up, I was no saint — any more than Esau. My younger brother was not a devil — any more than Jacob. Like all siblings, we competed for time, affection,...

When my concussion symptoms dragged on, I wasn’t able to care for my young son or maintain a conversation with my husband for quite some time. I felt useless around the...