A Weed Is a Plant Without a Purpose
June 11, 2019, by Todd Neva, foreword by Kristin Neva “A weed is a plant without a purpose.” On the nine year anniversary of Todd’s diagnosis, he talks about finding…
June 11, 2019, by Todd Neva, foreword by Kristin Neva “A weed is a plant without a purpose.” On the nine year anniversary of Todd’s diagnosis, he talks about finding…
April 18, 2019, by Kristin Neva Todd had his breathing tests this week, and it wasn’t good news—it’s never great because his breathing weakens every 6 months, but usually just…
April 8, 2019, by Kristin Neva As we journey through lent, one thing that strikes me is the human frailty woven throughout the events leading up to the crucifixion. The…
January 16, 2019, by Todd Neva A paragraph in The Princess Bride caught my eye. Before I get to that paragraph, let me explain that the book is different from…
June 11, 2018, by Kristin Neva Eight years ago today our lives became divided into before and after. Before the diagnosis, I took a lot for granted. We had the…
December 18, 2017 by Todd Neva I chatted with one of the white haired ladies at church on Sunday. We have much in common. She was glad to see me,…
September 19, 2017, by Kristin Neva Someone recently asked me how I cope. “Prayer? Devotions?” I think she was expecting a more spiritual answer. But I’ve found three basic things…
July 17, 2017, by Kristin Neva The Strawberry Festival is over, but fortunately the Keweenaw is still producing the little red berries. It’s some solace in a summer that’s slow…
March 1, 2017, by Kristin Neva “The burden of grief is heavy, like the snow that crushed that old barn out in the field, but spring will come and the…
November 28, 2016, by Todd Neva Since she was a child, she’s wanted to be a writer — an author — and not just an author of a memoir, but…