Miss Joy
September 29, 2015, by Kristin Neva Sara jumped off the court and threw the ball into the basket, winning a round of lightning. She turned to me and smiled, and…
September 29, 2015, by Kristin Neva Sara jumped off the court and threw the ball into the basket, winning a round of lightning. She turned to me and smiled, and…
September 7, 2015, by Todd Neva “How does it feel to be six?” Kristin asked Isaac last Monday. “You know, I’m almost seven,” he said. “Oh no, don’t rush it.”…
August 11, 2015, by Kristin Neva We’ve had a few rough days. As Todd’s health declines, our old method of transferring him works only some of the time—when his feet aren’t too…
August 5, 2015, by Todd Neva I thought my days of eating at The Fitz were over, but I keep finding creative ways to overcome obstacles. In this case, Kristin’s…
June 21, 2015 by Todd Neva “If you don’t want him to hit you, then don’t smile,” Kristin said after I told Isaac to stop hitting me in the stomach.…
June 7, 2015 by Todd Neva Five years ago today, my life was divided into before and after a neurologist diagnosed me with ALS. A family friend had recently died…
June 2, 2015 by Kristin I’m in a faith crisis. I used to think life was working because I followed God. I went to Bible college and into ministry to…
May 11, 2015, by Todd Neva “I don’t believe your research,” a client at a large food manufacturer said twenty years ago. “The survey shows more people baking from scratch,…
May 3, 2015, by Kristin Neva “Did you think I was as old as you?!” He looked at me incredulously. Ouch. I was at a coffee shop with a writing…
April 26, 2015, by Todd Neva I used to fly. If I thought too hard about it, I’d drop to the ground. I simply had to believe I could fly,…