Family

PREFACE: This poem is published to honor each birth mother who wants a better life for her baby, than she can provide; so, she appreciatively embraces Adoption’s Answer. She leaves a precious legacy, when she stands fast and protects, with love, courage and true dignity, her own child’s safety, future, …

The priest at a father daughter retreat that my daughter and I were attending, asked the fathers to look into their daughters’ eyes and explain to her how precious she is to him. He said it might be difficult for some of you, embarrasing for some, you may feel self-conscious …

God gave us the gift of knowing how to reach out and give love away, Get Seniors glowing, brighten their moments, and save their day. What we do to protect, and provide, builds a bridge across the great divide, Between the Tsunami River of Loving Kindness that we provide. And …

“Stroke while driving!” That was the diagnosis from the Emergency Room doctor and it eventually resulted in Eternity for my beloved husband. The shock, loss, and pain, all overwhelmed me, and I wanted only to isolate myself from everyone from that moment. I couldn’t endure being with the happy Christian …

This is a letter from a dad to his daughter before her wedding day! Dear Daughter, The priest at the father-daughter retreat we were attending asked each father to look into his daughter’s eyes and explain to her how precious she is to him. He said, “It might be difficult …

Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble. In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to purchase a bull from the stockyard in a far town so that they can breed …

Ronald Reagan’s lost private letter, written while President to his dying atheist father-in-law, was found and published in the Washington Post. There could be no better words penned to a dying doctor about discovering hope and salvation. A great inspiring read if you have 4 minutes. Aug. 7, 1982 Dear …

I awoke this morning, remembering that it was my step-mother’s birthday. The woman, my father divorced my mom to marry, after twenty-six years. She was my mom’s best friend and business partner. They were like sisters. We were all shell-shocked when it happened, never to be the same again. But, …

By Betty Chadek On a crisp Sunday morning in 1971, my four teenage children and I sat in our usual place in church. The sixth row and right-hand side of the sanctuary was the Chadek aisle.  As the pastor highlighted the weekly announcements, the five of us thumbed through our …

— By Jaye Lewis Christmas is for children.  Children of all ages.  Everyone who is a child at heart.  So let us not forget the child who started it all.  A little boy, moments old, filled the world with hope and love.  I cannot tell the story better than the …