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Today is our youngest son’s 32nd birthday. A birthday is always a special day and this one is no exception. Today my son is the same age as I was when I gave birth to him. And when I think back to that particular time in my life, I can’t help but think about how…

I am married to a builder. Over the years, I’ve visited my husband’s various job sites and have seen for myself how a house is built. I’ve had the opportunity to admire the massive summer homes on hillsides to mid-sized family dwellings in new neighborhoods. Every one of these houses has one thing in common…

A short time ago, I stopped by my oldest son’s house to relay a message to him. I found him at home, standing in the living room amid mayhem. In one hand he held a plumbing tool and with the other hand he was attempting to untangle four dogs who were making a ruckus. He…

Growing up, I never put too much thought into living long enough to become an adult. The future was too nebulous for me to even consider as a possible reality. Perhaps another factor was the lack of guidance. Neither one of my parents pointed me toward a career, helped me set personal goals or fanned…