Welcome, friends and family, As many of you know, the recent fires in Spokane were devastating. Sadly, Brad and Molly lost the home they had lovingly built over the last 20+ years. While we are incredibly grateful that everyone made it out safely, there is nothing left of the home that meant so much to our family. For Mom, it was her garden that she poured countless hours into. For Dad, it was the never-ending "honey-do" list and the pride he took in every project around the house. It wasn't just a home—it was the backdrop to decades of memories. For us kids, it's hard to put into words what it feels like to lose the place where we grew up. It wasn't just a house—it was the backdrop to a lifetime of memories. It was the bedroom doors slammed by frustrated teenagers (which we laugh about now, especially since we learned that doors were apparently a privilege!). It was hauling drywall inside for one of Dad's never-ending remodeling projects and hearing his jokes that the house was slowly losing square footage because of Mom's ever-changing paint color ideas. It was countless holiday gatherings, birthday celebrations, and even an impromptu prom dessert because "Dad just finished the deck, and it’d be nice to take pictures on it". It was college friends "slumming it" on air mattresses in the living room, engagements, weddings, and watching the next generation race through the front door, excited to be at "Papa-Gigi's House." It was countless walks through Riverside State Park with the family dog, Belle—and later with our own dogs. It was evenings on the patio sharing a meal or a cocktail, the smell of Mom's cooking (especially fresh-baked bread) drifting from the kitchen, and Dad's impeccably manicured lawn that could rival some of the nicest golf courses. Those are the moments that made it home that will live on in our hearts and mind. We know that possessions can eventually be replaced, but right now we find ourselves grieving the loss of a place that held so much of our family's story. The question we're asking most often is simply, "Where do we go from here?" The love and generosity we've experienced over the past few days have been overwhelming. We've received countless offers of prayers, meals, donations, spare bedrooms, and encouragement. We are so deeply grateful for every single one. Many people have asked how they can best help. At this point, because Brad and Molly are still figuring out what comes next, gift cards are the most helpful option. Gift cards for grocery stores, Amazon, Visa, fuel, restaurants, home improvement stores, clothing, or anything else will allow them the flexibility to purchase what they need when the time comes. We've also created a wish list as a starting point, but please don't feel limited by it. More than anything, thank you for surrounding our family with your love, prayers, and kindness. Your generosity has reminded us that even in the darkest moments, we are never alone. Mom has always said, "When God closes a door, praise Him in the hallway." That unwavering faith has carried our family through many seasons, and we know it will carry Brad and Molly through this one as well. From the bottom of our hearts, thank you for helping them take the first steps toward rebuilding.