“It’s the relationships,” my dad said into the microphone, his voice quivering as he fought back tears. “They’re what matter most.” As he spoke, I looked over at my son watching his grandpa. Spring Canyon, a place where relationships flourish, was the perfect...
I wanted to ask her the right way. Just for fun, I walked outside the front door, turned around and rang the doorbell. “Hope,” Deb shouted on the other side, “I think you have a visitor.” I could hear the pattering of little feet rushing down the stairs. The latch...
STORIES OF HOPE
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