There is a right time to say goodbye.  Today isn’t that day.

Joey’s best friend Julie has been here for a week and was supposed to leave this evening and fly back home to Oregon where she and her husband Joe live.  But this morning as I sat beside my wife, and Julie started packing her things… Joey’s tears began to fall.

I don’t know where Indy gets her personality from.

Joey says it’s from me.  I’m not sure I believe her.  But no matter… one thing is for sure, our little one has one of the most expressive little faces I’ve ever seen.

Joey and I have always tried to record songs that matter to us – songs that we can relate to in a personal way. But from time to time, a song we record comes to life in a way we never imagined…

The holidays have been a roller-coaster for my bride.  She’s had some good days, some bad days – some wonderful moments, and some deep pain that the morphine just couldn’t seem to touch.  How could it… it wasn’t that kind of pain.

...so we all began to ‘make up’ our own Gruffalo. Ours was the belief that it was going to be a wonderful, magical Christmas…

Santa Claus came to our house this evening.  He was a week early, but right on time.

This past Friday was a gift.  Not just because the sun was out and shining bright and the Indiana winter-weather seemed far away (although that was wonderful too), but because that afternoon, Joey decided to get out of bed and take a little stroll.

My wife knows I love Christmas. I always have. It’s something she learned early on about me. There’s just something about the holiday season that changes people. It brings out the best in us, and in others…