Into the wild
by Johnny Fontaine
During the waning days of summer last year, I was leaving my church’s social ministry office after a few hours of volunteer work. I stood by the front door, looking at the fingerprints smudged across the glass, distracted by the sounds of people talking throughout the lobby.
My eyes noticed a book on a giveaway table, the cover depicting a man running along a great ledge of rocks high on a mountaintop. I read its title. Wild at Heart: Discovering the Secret of a Man’s Soul.
The forgotten language of fathers and sons
by Peter H. Putnam, Jr.
In April 1998, my father is lying in a South Carolina hospital with a ventilator plugged into his throat. He has no voice. He once sang “Impossible Dream” in an impossibly deep bass voice, now this man has no voice. He lay prone, a child. He is no longer 6 feet tall, no longer the frightening, booming, hair-cutting, wisecracking, story-telling giant of my childhood. He is a a dying man in a hospital bed with no voice.
Compassion and truth saves a relationship
by Alan Huyshe
A relationship that had gone stale and distant suddenly changed one day. She said she’d met another man, had been seeing him for more than a month, and she was in love.
I used the new-found courage and “warrior energy” that I had found in myself. I called her to face me and talk about this in person, not do it over the phone. She came and we sat down to talk.
The night that changed my life
by Jean-Marc Bouchard
In January 2004, when I was 42 years old, I spent my first night in an empty two-bedroom apartment I’d just rented. The place had no furniture, no oven, no table, no couch. At three o’clock in the morning, I was alone and freezing in my sleeping bag.
Thanks for cheating on me
by Jeffrey Wilson
By January of 1994, I had achieved my vision and had a “perfect” life – a beautiful wife, two young sons, a house in the suburbs, and I had been named to the management succession plan of the Fortune 500 company where I worked. Everything was just right.
A month later in February, I discovered my wife was having an affair. After many lengthy discussions, arguments, and begging sessions, she agreed to stop the affair and work on our marriage.
The day my mom died
by Forrest Arnold
The hospice nurse sweetly touched my mom’s fingers and toes, checking the color of her skin, then patted her cheek gently and said, “Today’s the day, Rosie. Today’s the day.”
When my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer, she was full of fear. She said, “You know I’ll be dead in five years, don’t you?” I think it was her certainty that shook me up the most. That was 19 years and several surgeries ago. She had enjoyed many positive life chapters since that first scary diagnosis. But now, we were close to the end.

















