First and always, I give thanks to God. His love is the root of every story, every breath, and every blessing that flows through My Backyard and JessiCo Web Design. This page is a living tribute to the family who shaped my soul and the faith that carries me forward.
To my Mother and Father, whose love and strength laid the foundation of my journey.
To my Sister and Brother-in-law, whose laughter and loyalty echo through every chapter.
To my Aunts and Uncles, both present and passed—your wisdom and warmth are woven into the very fabric of this world.
To my Cousins, Nephews, and Nieces, radiant sparks of joy and legacy, may your names be etched in every sunrise at My Backyard.
Mom. Friend. Faithful Light.
To the one who has loved me with a grace that only God could plant —
Memaw, your kindness has shaped my heart, your strength has steadied my steps, and your friendship has lifted my spirit through every season.
You are my safe place, my encourager, my living example of unconditional love.
I am blessed by God to call you my mother. Your prayers have covered me, your laughter has healed me, and your wisdom has guided me more times than I can count.
You’ve taught me that faith isn’t just spoken—it’s lived. And you live it beautifully.
This ministry, this mission, this backyard of stories—it all blooms because of the seeds you’ve sown in me.
Thank you for being everything: a light in the dark, a hug in the storm, and a joy in the journey.
“Her children rise up and call her blessed.” — Proverbs 31:28
Sister. Anchor. Light.
To the one who has stood beside me through every storm and sunrise —
Sandi, your love has never wavered. You’ve been my rock, my refuge, my reminder that unconditional care still exists in this world.
I may not always be the best little brother, but I love you with all my heart.
To Roger, your steady presence and quiet strength have shaped a beautiful family.
And to your sons — David, the Dog Whisperer; Stephen, the Technical Wizard; and Jonathan, the Gamer — each of you carries a spark of your mother’s grace.
This page, this project, this legacy — it shines brighter because of you.
Breath of inspiration. Keeper of my heart.
To the little girl who sparked my love of storytelling —
Dakota, you are the heartbeat behind “My Backyard.”
You fought so hard to breathe, and now you are a breath of fresh air in every room you enter.
Even though you’re all grown up, you will always be my baby girl.
I love to sit back and remember all we’ve been through together —
the quiet moments, the laughter, the tears, the triumphs.
You’ve taught me how to see the world with wonder, how to honor each breath, and how to write with love.
This story, this garden, this legacy — it blooms because of you.
Cousin. Brother. Friend.
Your spirit is a constellation in this sky.
You walked beside me in light and shadow,
and your memory guides me still.
This world—these stories—are brighter because of you.
Cousin. Best friend. Confidant.
Marybeth, you are joy wrapped in wisdom. You’ve been my sounding board, my partner in laughter, and my steady light through every twist and turn.
Your love for Lily and Charlie shines in everything you do, and your bond with Matt is a testament to grace, patience, and humor—especially when he puts up with our shenanigans.
You’ve added so much to my life, and your spirit is woven into every corner of this backyard. Thank you for being exactly who you are.
This story, this garden, this legacy — it blossoms because of you.