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Today, something truly special happened at St. Frances. As I looked out toward the cemetery, I noticed an elderly man — 95 years old — walking slowly, holding a small bouquet of flowers. He was visiting his parents’ graves, a simple act filled with so much love and remembrance. Before I came outside, he had already spoken with Dylan for a little while. The two of them stood by the graves, talking about the church and his parents who rested there. Dylan told me later how kind

In just 16 more days, Rick and I will celebrate our one-year anniversary—and what a year it has been. When I look back, it’s amazing to see all we’ve walked through, built, and learned together in such a short time. One year may not seem long, but when you fill it with love, change, and growth—it becomes a lifetime of memories. This year, we poured our hearts into St. Frances, turning a dream into something real and sacred. We’ve spent weekends sanding, painting, and rebuildi

A year ago, our world looked completely different. We were learning how to live without my dad, adjusting to a new marriage, and turning an old church named St. Frances into a home filled with purpose and love. We didn’t realize then how much that year would teach us about strength, healing, and the quiet ways life can come full circle. Now, a year later, we find ourselves stepping into a new season — one where growth meets gratitude. I’m going back to school to finish what I

One Year Later — A Reflection of Love, Loss, and Legacy❤️❤️ A year ago today, I was on the road to Ohio with my two sons — unaware that life was about to change in a way I could never have imagined. What began as a simple trip soon became one of the most profound journeys of my life. Losing my father was one of the hardest moments I’ve ever faced. He wasn’t just my dad — he was my guide, my protector, and the person who always made everything feel steady no matter how uncerta