God Remembered

It’s been about six months since my mom’s terminal diagnosis, and her subsequent death in November. She’s in my thoughts daily, and mostly I think about her laughing, she loved to laugh. Here’s one of my favorite pictures of her being a goofball. “Oh Traci, you kill...

Cat Culprit

In our household we must be strategic as to when to dress before leaving the house or we’ll find ourselves full of pet hair, especially when wearing something black. It’s part of the way of life for us because of our love for fur babies. But no matter how hard I try,...