I’ll Be Home

I’ll be home for Christmas, you can count on me…

It is a familiar song and one my Grandma always said made her sad as an adult. I didn’t fully understand why, until I was unable to be “home” for Christmas.

My first home and the place I will always think of when asked about home is Indiana. It’s the house where I grew up with my parents and two brothers. My heart aches for that home during Christmas. That comfortable place where so many memories are. I can picture the tree, the stockings, the decorations and all the love that exists. Continue reading “I’ll Be Home”

The Choice to Stay


No. 21 Some People Say "Lake Michigan"

It was Friday afternoon in the midst of a crazy day at work when the e-mail came through. An e-mail that absolutely 100% threw me into a panic. It was an offer to speak with a huge oncology research center about working for them. It is a place that doesn’t seek people out, people seek them out and pray that they get considered. Why me? How did they find me? Why now? Continue reading “The Choice to Stay”

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