When the storm rolls in

When the storm rolls in

I was sitting on my front porch observing the dark clouds roll in as my dog, Ari, played in the yard. Growing up in the Midwest, it’s what we always did – witness the gray-black storm clouds billow across the horizon, watch for lightning in the distance, then count...
A Lost Companion

A Lost Companion

I never understood the true relationship between me and my dog until very recent. I have a vague memory of my mom bringing a small white fluffy puppy home in the summer of 2007. I was really not fond of the idea of owning a dog and having to stay under the same roof....
“That” Friend

“That” Friend

The older I get, I realize it’s more difficult to find friends with which to develop meaningful relationships. Growing up, it was easy to meet new people when every day was a new experience. Our friend groups consisted of other neighbor kids, children of our parent’s...
Concern, Gratitude, and Joy

Concern, Gratitude, and Joy

Spring’s sprung here in Holland MI. It is a delight to see the tulips blooming, the green leaves emerging on the trees, and the brown grass turn green again as I experience the last vestiges of winter followed by a cool spring. The Tulip Festival here is...