Just this last month, the Gross’ family adopted a new zipcode, driving through the mountains of five states and landing in northern GA. You too friend? Have you moved and are still reeling a bit? Or do you live with a chronic…
We stood on the sidewalk, the runners turning at the 25.4 mile mark, and we grew hoarse handing out courage. “You can do this!” “You’re on the homestretch!” My children, myself and my parents, we all waved neon signs, scanning…
“I know who you are,” I whisper to my blond curly headed sister and squeeze her shoulders tight. Her eyes water and I pray the words bounce around the cavern of her body and stick deep into her heart. She’s…