by Carolyn Majoran
On January 11th, my dad was diagnosed with an intermediate grade prostate cancer. There is nothing like hearing a parent has cancer to bring out your inner child. I know that my dad is no longer the sole provider to ensure my well-being. He is no longer the head of my household. But, there is something about fathers (hopefully not just mine) that brings a sense of protection that does not dissipate over time.
by Carolyn Majoran
If you know anything about us, you know that Ray and I struggled with infertility for many years. We prayed for a child continuously. We shared our pain with friends and family so that they could pray with us. It seemed that God was not answering our prayers.
by Ray Majoran (inspired by Proverbs 8)
As I draw close to the city, I see a bright light ahead. Some of my friends from church are with me; they see it too. At the highest point along the way, beside the gate leading into the city where the paths meet, a lady has taken her stand. As we approach to enter, she cries aloud...
A Poem by Carolyn Majoran (August, 2007)
Welcome to our world, my dearest little one.
Your life lies just ahead of you, your journey has now begun.
by Ray Majoran
Well, let me just start off by saying – this has been a long time coming. Over the years, I’ve always wanted to do something like this, but the reality is that life gets in the way, and we all know how easy it is to make excuses. So let me just set the tone of why we’re doing this, and what you can expect / not expect from this site.