Maybe The Fairy Tales Are True

In true All Souls' Day fashion, it's a dreary, gray and cold day in Minnesota. As I was reflecting in prayer today, it all came rushing back: the tosses, turns and violent stumbles of my brother Zach's death; the quiet whispers packed with desperate, last-minute love. But it's days like All Souls' Day when this …

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Three Years & Five Words

My toddler, Finn, knows five words: mama, dada, raccoon, Daisy (my parent’s dog) — and Zach. Four of these words he picked up on his own, the last one I heavily influenced. As soon as Finn was old enough to understand words and expressions, I’d carry him to our hallway, show him a photo of …

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