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Writings and Operations and Concerts, Oh My

I've been hired to write with a team of highly talented writers for the Conservative powerhouse that is Kevin Jackson, radio host, best selling author and sought after speaker. One of my pieces is up at the moment---well, actually four or five are up here at the Black Sphere. That link will take you to one of my pieces, and if you are so inclined, you may click on some of my other pieces.

It's nice to be writing again, and being able to let my voice be heard. I hope you bookmark that link and come back often to see what else I've got to say.

In other, more personal news, Lance had to have a third surgery this morning at Harborview Hospital. The third time is the charm, right? We sure hope so. The surgeon came out and told me that they think they found the source of the infection, a suture from the first surgery. I'm a bit confused about all of this, but intend to get to the bottom of it.

And in WONDERFULLY thrilling and happy news---I saw Ashley Rose sing in concert at her middle school this evening. It was...well, it was one of those happy mommy moments that I won't soon forget.

Despite the ups and downs, life is good. God is good and I feel blessed each and every day. I do not walk this path alone.

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  1. Glad that you're on the writing team. Nice work.

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