Dave

Twenty-seven years ago I was right here: Just look at that guy. Not sure why I was so serious about getting him for my very own:) I never could have guessed how much more a girl could love when I was already head-over-heels. Through thick and thin, ups and downs,…

We happened to be moving Claire in for college on Father’s Day (more on that big move later this week) which meant some great things: 1) We got to be out of the blasted heat in the desert. 2) We got to be with five of our seven kids for…

Dave told an interesting story in his talk at church a couple weeks ago. He talked about how one day, riding the tandem bike with Lucy to school (back when her school was close enough to ride a bike), he was in a hurry. He had things to get back…

When Dave and I graduated from college we did it together. It was a December twenty-five years ago (yikes!) and by the time the actual graduation ceremony rolled around that spring, we had already moved to Washington, D.C. There was no pomp and circumstance for that graduation of ours (we…

See this guy? It’s his birthday today. And that picture sums up so much of him. He and I just made it through a wing-dinger of a week I tell you. Good things, but a LOT of them. In fact, there might not be a better birthday gift he could…

I have to preface this post with a declaration that Dave is not perfect, because it will seem like he is here. Ha! That guy sometimes makes my blood boil. And sometimes I know I drive him nutty with all my crazy ideas. But oh, I adore him. He is…

How is it possible that it’s been TWENTY-SIX years since I put on this white dress (and my funny white ballet slippers:), plopped a veil on my head and headed off into the world of marriage? How could I have ever known at that baby age that this man would…

There is nothing like the power of a good dad. And today, as I ponder that (along with the thoughts I shared in the last post), I am so very grateful for all the dads out there who sacrifice so much to love and build and enrich the lives of…

Out of all my growing-up pictures (from which there are not a lot to choose from in the first place), these are the only two I can find of me and my dad. Just the two of us. And I cherish them. (At the same time as I wonder what…

At the end of the summer Dave surprised me with news that he thought he might go back to school to get a Masters degree in Global Management. It is a program through Thunderbird that he had done some research on and was getting kind of excited about. I’m sure…