About Us

The pain of parents of an incarcerated loved one:

*When I see a white Dodge king cab truck drive by...I think of you
*When I go down to feed your hounds...I think about the love you had for hunting and the outdoors
*When I hear a four-wheeler...I think of how you use to ride over with the kids for a visit
*When I see your brother...I think about how protective you were of him and the love you had for each other
*When I drive by your old house...I think about how you loved having chickens, dogs, and a garden with fresh vegetables
*When I see your children...I think about how protective, caring, patient and loving you were with them
*When I go to certain restaurants...I think about the mother/son dates we would go on
*When I see the movie Fox and the Hound...I remember how that was your favorite book as a child
*When I see children who have anxiety...I think about the constant struggle you had

~Memories come and go...pain and grief always accompany the memories~

My only peace is knowing in the midst of this life on earth that God is working all things out for my good and His glory : )