How much do I love you? Let me count the ways…

My Weston Boy… Seven years ago, you changed my life forever.  I never dreamed how much a child would change me, day by day. That my child would become my teacher. To notice, to listen, to feel more deeply than I ever had before.  God knew that in my days of deepest grief, that your…

Broken Pieces

We stood in a circle and paused. The busyness of the day was past, and night hushed around us, here on the back porch. Evenings in Honduras are beautiful, tropical, and mysteriously wild… The bare bulb glowed warm above us, and the night sounds surrounded us. I looked around at our circle; a small group…