Bowling
February 7, 2014, by Kristin Neva Todd bowling at Sara’s 8th birthday celebration last weekend reminded me of what he wrote in our memoir Heavy: “I have time to build memories,…
February 7, 2014, by Kristin Neva Todd bowling at Sara’s 8th birthday celebration last weekend reminded me of what he wrote in our memoir Heavy: “I have time to build memories,…
February 6, 2014, by Todd Neva “We read to know we are not alone,” the character, C. S. Lewis, said in the movie Shadowlands. In June of 2010, I was…
December 25, 2013, by Todd Neva Seven centuries before the birth of the Christ, Isaiah, the Prince of Prophets, wrote, “Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and…
November 28, 2013, by Todd Neva One thousand nine hundred fifty years ago, from a dank, dim Roman prison, chained to the wall, wrongly charged, awaiting trial, but as a…
November 12, 2013, by Kristin Neva Sara has been playing the violin for almost four years now. We started lessons just before her fourth birthday. Trying to coach a four-year-old…
October 14, 2013, by Todd Neva An hour and a half earlier, Kristin left with the kids for AWANA after warning me to stay in the house lest I fall…
October 7, 2013, by Kristin Neva Todd and I sat with the kids at the kitchen table as they finished their bedtime snack. “Go get your pajamas on and get…
August 15, 2013, by Kristin Neva In the Fall of 2010, we went to Northern Minnesota so Todd could hunt possibly one last time. I hit the Deer Widows’ Craft…
August 5, 2013, by Todd Neva “Daddy, draw me a truck,” Isaac said as he plopped his book How to Draw Things That Go on the table. Holding a pen…
June 17, 2013, by Kristin Neva Three years ago last Tuesday, Todd went to an ALS specialist leaving me at home with the kids, confident that doctor would say he…