One of the hardest things about being a parent is seeing your child hurting and not being able to do anything about it. Whether it is a fall that scraped their knees or a heartache that crushed their spirit, a parent can only do so much. After that, the feeling of helplessness is difficult to face. I just had a taste of what is to come as my children grow up. Every morning, my son points out his Dad's truck. Until recently, it has been said with a mixture of pride and envy. "That's ...

I have a friend in Iraq....for the second time. He doesn't have a signifigant other or much family support, so I try to send letters and care packages....but if anyone else would like to write to him, I know he would appreciate it. He is a flight medic and so he is in danger a great deal of the time. He only sees the worst of the worst. He's had several guys die on him last time. This is a guy who could really use some support from people back home. He was a great support to me when I...

My pedestal. I love it. It has become a very special part of my life. Even though I don't really think about it, I couldn't imagine life without it. My pedestal is perfect. It's comfortable. Roomy enough for me to share with the man of my life. (He likes to put me up here) but, I'm not so high that I am afraid to fall. I'm just high enough to feel special. See, the thing is. I never had a pedestal of my own before. in fact my view of the world was from a very different perspec...