They dubbed themselves “Team Stirewalt”. I was humbled, honored, and in complete awe that these three former strangers last month (now friends) would want to come alongside my crazy, grieving family and serve us as frequently and expediently as they have been. “Team Stirewalt” was their way of saying, “We’re committed to your family. We’re…
In recent years, I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve pondered this very thing. What if I had been born in a third world country? What if my life resembled the lives of those we rally the troops to care for, to protect, to feed, and to clothe? What if I had never heard…
The 5th anniversary of my late husband’s suicide is coming up in a few weeks. I honestly can’t believe it’s already been five years, and yet…in other ways…it feels like it was a lifetime ago. I have an exciting announcement to make around “the anniversary”, so keep watching in early May! In the meantime, I’ve…
The end of 2014 could not have come sooner, in my opinion. The year started out full of promise and ended full of sickness. Several members of our household contracted the yet-to-be-defined “crud”, including me. As it turned out, it was actually a combination of sinus infections, bronchitis, walking pneumonia, and multiple unexplained viruses. I…
The month of May brought us to and through one of the most challenging moments of our adoption journey thus far…the yard sale! Yes. A YARD sale, of all things, was a significant test along this new path to bring our children home. Let’s just face it. Adoption is expensive. It’s ridiculous with the number…
I love waking up to the songs of my winged friends each morning. I love seeing the winter-dead trees spring back into life as blooms make their colorful seasonal appearance. April tends to usher in these annual joys each year in the area of the world where I live. But…April also typically brings another seasonal…
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