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September 21, 1996.  That’s how far back I have to go to tell this story.  And it seems appropriate that I tell it this week, as the...

The story begins on a holiday.  I’m fairly certain the holiday was Thanksgiving, and the reason should become clear later in the story....

For many years, I made lunches for our daughter, Shannon, to take to school.  As a vegetarian, she sometimes had few options provided in...

Having spent one week sick in bed, and another week in Santa Fe at the hospital with my husband, Steve, I wanted to have some special...

July 2015…a tough month for the Sweeneys, ending with Steve as a passenger on a careflight ride from Raton, NM to Santa Fe.  He had been...

If you have access to the internet, or if you are active on social media, you could hardly miss last week’s reporting from San Diego, the...

Jack’s bike was stolen this weekend. As I’ve mentioned in the past, we live on a creek in Richardson, Texas.   The creek is separated...

At church this morning (Arapaho United Methodist), we welcomed a new member into Christ’s church.  The little boy, a little more than a...

We’ve been dealing with some pretty icy and cold conditions in Dallas this last week.   I can feel the laughter from my school friends in...

We live on a creek, in Texas.  Some people just assume that the moniker, “Sweeney’s on the Creek,” derives from that location (and it...

Yesterday, we celebrated Jack’s 12th birthday.  Today we bury Steve’s grandmother. May we always remember that life is a blessing, a...

I was doing fine, really. That is – I was doing fine, despite an emotional and exhausting work week, one which resulted in our team...