Aww ... Just look at her. My sweet baby girl. Wasn't she cute? Sure, she was cute. But don't let those pigtails fool 'ya. She was also a handful.This week I'm dedicating my blog to all of you mommas out there with little ones. Because I know ... it 'aint always...
Things are changing at the Zeck house. Well at least they're changing in the kitchen. It’s actually my neurologist’s fault. I remember the first thing he said after confirming my MS diagnosis. “I highly recommend you change your diet.” What? The nerve of that guy....
My doctor has ordered me to take time to rest. Sounds easy enough, doesn’t it? After all, I am tired. How difficult would it be to lie down and rest? Actually, it’s tougher than I thought. You see, I’ve got places to go and people to see. I have stories to write....
Have you ever heard of the children’s book called, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day? Well, last Sunday I had one of those days. I don’t know what I did to deserve it. Maybe I stayed up too late Saturday night. Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten...
I've always known that looks can be deceiving. But my recent diagnosis of MS has made me living proof.For the past several years I looked fine on the outside. No one knew when I was having a bad day. Friends and family didn’t understand how I felt inside. (I didn’t...
Multiple sclerosis? Of course I’d heard of it, but I knew nothing about it. I resisted the temptation to Google it. On December 21, 2015 I met with a neurologist. “Now don’t look,” he said, “but am I pushing your big toe up or down or to the left or right?” I gave it...
When I first heard the news I told myself I wasn’t going to share it. Honestly, I just wanted to forget it. I certainly didn’t plan to write about it. It was too personal and frankly, a little too somber for my taste.Then I thought about it some more. Why did I start...
One of the coolest things about being a ghostwriter (besides getting to use the word ghost) is having the opportunity to tell someone else's story. Many of the stories I write for Guideposts are ghostwritten. This means my name isn't listed as the author. But I'm okay...
When I was a kid growing up on a farm, my parents dragged me along to all kinds of places. I’ve written about making my own fun while Mom and Dad left me with a bunch of cows (Keeping Company with Cows), riding on the tractor with my dad (Tractor Tunes) and checking...
One glance around my house and you would soon discover that we have girls – and not just any girls. Teen girls. The evidence is everywhere. Today I thought I'd share what it’s like to be surrounded by girls. Feelings … nothing more than feelings.Folks, we’ve got some...
Here it is. The whole story about how I met their father. And truthfully, it wasn't love at first sight. It didn’t take long for the news to spread among my young, female coworkers. My friend pulled me aside in the breakroom.“Did you hear? We just hired a new guy...
I wiped my sweaty palms against my khakis and glanced at the dashboard clock: 7:58 AM. Across the parking lot, a young woman carried an armful of books and headed toward the front doors. Should I go in? Registration began at 8:00, but the first speaker didn’t start...
It was shaping up to be one of those weekends. Two kids had important activities they were required to attend. Taylor had a volleyball tournament in Indianapolis. Closer to home, Madison had a music contest on Saturday. Curt and I decided to divide and conquer. He’d...