It’s no secret: I far prefer the drama of October’s postseason playoffs, wild-cards, and World Series compared to that other game. I’ll forever choose diamonds … Read More ›
Nan lived with us after we buried my grandfather. Every morning, I’d drag myself down the steps to the kitchen to find her steeped in … Read More ›
My grandmother used to tell me that the tractor man slowing us down on the way to our destination might be an angel. These boot-clad … Read More ›
It was bound to happen. Sometime last week, the newness of summer vacation wore off, and the sunshine somehow seemed less glittery. “I’m bored,” a … Read More ›
Old country songs competed with the excited chatter of four little boys and the wind. Wade’s left elbow caught the breeze, while his suntanned hand … Read More ›
“Don’t blink. It goes too quickly,” she tucked her bulging purse under her elbow and gave one last, long look at my boys. I don’t … Read More ›
About once a week, I’ll be enjoying the first sips of coffee, gazing out the kitchen window, and I’m startled at the sight of something … Read More ›
When we booked our mountain getaway for February, we thought it’d be snowcapped and snuggly. Drastically discounted rates alluded to others presuming the same, but … Read More ›
I don’t know if I’ve ever seen Wade so interested in a new hobby, but he and his good buddy, Brody, have become engrossed in … Read More ›
It’s easy to get bogged down in the popular self-help, self-affirming, self-edifying mantras of a new year, but will they stand the test of time? … Read More ›