My kids ruin everything.

My kids ruin everything.

My kids ruin everything. Not the way you were expecting to open a reflection on Father’s Day? But it’s inevitable. Today I’ll go to cut the grass, and they will want to “help” me work. I am not excited about this prospect, and can only hope that if I want to get my work done…

To the Child from a Broken Home

I know those wounds sting, maybe a little deeper as the years pass. As you grow in knowledge of what love is, how it saves, how it sacrifices; you may be hurting from the loss of it. Here are some obstacles I faced and the steps I took to overcome: 1. The pain can be…