Dear Family Forty-seven days have passed since I last went to the office. And 44 since the girls set foot in school. I can’t speak for the four other people living here, but I don’t yet sense that we’re getting on each other’s nerves. (They don’t get on mine, at least.) It probably helps that…

Dear Family The events of this month have reminded me of a story told by Aunt Rebecca (I think it was Aunt Rebecca) at a family reunion many years ago about how her father (my Grandpa Willis) attempted to explain to his six daughters (and perhaps to a lesser degree his two sons) that, if…

Dear Family Mental health care has come a long way since 1885 when Utah’s “Territorial Insane Asylum” opened in Provo. Today, no longer physically separated from the rest of town by swampland and the city dump, the historic facility is called the Utah State Hospital, and Hannah is doing one of her final clinical rotations…

A contributing factor to the unique nature of our church is the curious fact that none of our leaders—literally none of them—volunteer or apply for their positions. Leaders at every level are selected through a process in which existing leaders attempt to discern the mind and will of God on the matter through a combination…