On a November Saturday

This post records my memories from the time that God auditioned my wife and I to be parents of a disabled child - at least in hindsight, that's what it looks like. He knew all along what would happen, and how we would respond.

May I Have This Dance

Has the weight of just a thought ever taken your breath away? Happened to me just this morning. Maybe it's the fact that my daughter's wedding is now less than two months away, and she was in town this past weekend for her first bridal shower. Maybe it's this fact that this afternoon, my wife…

Lunchtime Musings: Giftedness

I know I've written a lot about my daughter who had a traumatic brain injury (the youngest), and my son who has Down syndrome (the oldest). But God has blessed my wife and I with two other children as well, and I'd be remiss if I didn't write about them, too. Our two middle children,…

Waiting for the Light

That's exactly what it felt like.  Waiting for the light to break through. So many strange words. Trisomy 21. "Chromosomal abnormalities." Down syndrome. For the first two days of March 1990, our world felt very dark. Our first child had just been born with a life-altering, if not life-threatening, disability. In those weary 36 hours, long…

#Leadershipgoals

OK, guys, we've all seen them. You know, those posts on social media that you hope your wife, kids or your girlfriend never see. How about the impossibly cute way that a guy proposes to his bride-to-be? Thank you so much, Pinterest, for setting expectations way too high. Don't they know that most guys don't…