Empty Arms, Broken Heart

Monday morning dawned with as much hope as a Monday can muster. Primero had plans to return to the community college to complete his testin...

I hate being pressured to make a decision. I guess it’s something most people don’t like. I feel like I do ok making up my mind on most ...

Last Sunday my family was on the front of the local newspaper. I had been asked by CHOR if I would speak to a reporter. She as focusing ...

One of the hardest things for me to do as a parent is to let my children learn a life lesson the hard way. With Primero, I feel like I d...

Are my children predators? Are they evil little monsters? Is there any hope for a future not cluttered with the consequences of undesira...

A few weeks ago I wrote about a misunderstanding at a local eating establishment . It hurt my soul to think how cruel the world is for p...

Monday night I was on the local TV with my foster-adoption agency. It wasn’t for a program hosted by CHOR, rather it was a local profess...