One day my daughter will be able to articulate the many ways I have failed her as a father. Today, though, I write about a time I got it right. Bedtime with my kids is among my favorite moments of the day. I love making up stories, horsey rides on my back, and last kisses…
Forgiveness doesn’t journal Alice sped into my (Rich’s) office carrying a Starbuck’s and a notebook. After exchanging pleasantries, I asked how I could help. She opened a journal in which she had documented, in great detail, her husband’s faults. After twenty minutes, I interrupted. “Alice, why are you here?” “I want to solve the problems…
Our Story My wife and I now have the marriage we have always wanted, but it has not come effortlessly, and there was even a time when neither one of us felt it was worth fighting for. Trisha and I met at Lincoln Christian College in 1993. I placed a bet with a friend of…
