My husband’s grandfather went by the name Pete. It wasn’t his given name, and no one seems to know for sure where he got it or when it started. Pete was as amazing as they come: the perfect blend of gentleman, comic and hard worker. His kindness radiated out of his sparkling eyes.

The New Year is known for new beginnings and fresh starts. Usually, it is met with much optimism and hope that disappointments of the past will be turned around and goals will be realized.  

When our kids were little, we made an effort to go see grandparents over the holidays. We flew south some years and drove five hours to my folks other years.

I bought a toilet brush last week. Another one.

Growing up isn’t always easy.

Yes, I know that’s true for the kids, but today I’m talking about us parents. Growing up isn’t easy because as our kids grow up, we are also still growing up.

Ranching isn’t as risky as smoke jumping or being shot out of a cannon, but…