Parents Can’t Fix Everything… And That’s Okay

Sickness has descended upon our family’s home and hung around like that one party guest who you wish would leave early but who stays until 2 A.M. We’ve been like a bunch of sickly domino pieces crashing down on one another, and the kids have had it particularly rough.

Which is, like, one of the lamest things for a parent.

There really aren’t many things as sad and pitiful as watching your child get sick. It is especially heartbreaking (and frustrating) when there isn’t much you can do to fix them.

Do Unto Others’ Children As You Would Have Them Do Unto Yours

My wife and I did something daring recently. Not because we’re “daredevils” or because we like to “live life on the edge,” but because we knew—in spite of the “risks”—that it was what we were supposed to do.

We became licensed as foster parents.

Maybe it’s not really such “daring” thing to do. Many other parents have done it before us and are doing it now. But to hear the concerns often voiced over our decision to become foster parents one would think we had just agreed to sell our family—and our children, in particular—up the river.

Being a Father to the Fatherless

January 22, 1973 is a difficult day for me to write about. For many others, too, I would imagine. But it is a day that must be written about by those of us who are able. Because the individuals whose lives have been impacted the most by that day will never be able to pick up a pen or sit at a keyboard to tell their story.

January 22, 1973 is the day the infamous decision in Roe v.