erin ahnfeldt

Listening to Life

Every Parent’s Nightmare

Every Parent’s Nightmare

Honestly, the whole experience didn’t seem real.  When my daughter, Hope, finished her race, we knew something was wrong.  Her gray lips and ghost-white skin looked way off. We cheered anyway as she crossed the line, but she never heard us.  She couldn’t hear anyone. ...
My Nightmare

My Nightmare

We’re wired to need dads. That truth shouts at me every day through the eyes of the kids in my classroom. During the school year on Wednesdays, some high school guys and I circle up some desks, and in between bites of Little Caesar’s pizza, we open our Bibles and...