Oh, my goodness! My youngest son, Caeleb, is preparing for a wonderful senior year of high school. It seems like yesterday my wife and I carried him home from the hospital as a baby and dove into uncharted waters regarding his hemophilia diagnosis. So far in my son’s…
In the Twinkling of an Eye - a Column by Joe MacDonald
Last Friday, my youngest son, Caeleb, and I started our day as usual and ate at one of our favorite restaurants, Barelas Coffee House in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Summer carries a special magic in the MacDonald home. For many years, I’ve enjoyed spending Museum Fridays with my sons,…
The past two weeks have been especially busy as I produced and directed the musical “Honk! JR.” in my community. Many children who’ve worked with me for years participated in the production. I can’t count the number of children’s theater programs I’ve directed over the years, but I do…
One fall evening in 1998, I looked around my dining room table in Houston and saw the faces of men and women who’d become some of my dearest friends over the past year. Laughter flooded the room as we stood in awe at what we’d accomplished. I stood, raised a…
In my five-plus years of writing columns for Hemophilia News Today, I’ve missed two weeks. Many times, I feel that I’m repeating myself as I struggle to write something that matters to the bleeding disorders community. I share daily experiences as I navigate bad and good moments with…
My family has rented an Airbnb for a week in Las Cruces, New Mexico. We decided to take a few days for ourselves before turning our attention to the reason for our trip: Through Friday, my wife and I, both pastors, are participating in the yearly meeting of the…
Last week proved a time of celebration in the MacDonald house as my oldest son, Julian, came home to spend a few days with our family before going to Big Bend Ranch State Park for the summer. He successfully auditioned for his first paid acting gig in the show “…
Last Friday, I had the honor of presiding over the funeral of my aunt Joyce. As I started to speak, I asked those attending to remember a particular date in 1973 when we, the family, celebrated the wedding of my uncle Pat. Everyone was dancing, and joy just filled…
My youngest son, Caeleb, and I recently saw an outstanding production of the musical “Hamilton.” As we watched the performers onstage, I glanced at my son and saw his face glued to the action. He appeared entranced by the dancers and singers moving across the stage with catlike precision.
I’ll never forget a particular moment in the fall of 1995. I met my wife, Cazandra, at one of our favorite restaurants right after work for an early dinner. As a waitress led us to our table, Caz appeared to be carrying a secret that, if not released,…
