Day: April 14, 2015

  Robert was a second father to me; my best friend’s dad. A straight-laced, smart man, who was firm with us in a way that helps a child’s heart rest. His presence filled the need I had for structure, masculine strength, and something to lean against. I was a girl of eight, and my own dad was busy flying across the ocean to begin a new career and set up a new life for my mom, sister and me in England. I loved my best friend’s house. I’d lived near… Continue reading Why the Cross Matters Now