Some of life’s storms come and go with little impact on our daily lives and hardly disrupt our normal routines. Some storms of life

The third time is a charm they say. Well, I sure hope so. I’m tired of washing this same load of laundry, the load

I still have the picture. My third grade class photo, the one in which I wore my Snoopy necklace and cowl neck sweater, the

If I asked you to describe good friends, I bet the answer your picture would paint would look a lot like mine. The canvas

I didn’t set out to be a “stepmother;” I never thought I would have a “second” husband. The words, “divorce,” “single mom,” "stepparent," and

If you aren’t sure of what a charged word looks like, consider the word forgiveness. If forgiveness was a door it would be the

Although I should be sleeping like a baby, I’m wide awake. The projection clock shines 3 am on the ceiling. Still too early to

A momma deer and her delicate fawn pay us a visit. We watch them stroll across our back lawn, munching clover on their way

I hear the sand crunch under my tires as I make the last left turn toward home. My house, the last one on this

I’ve watched it many times. Always off the east coast, always over the Atlantic. The arrival of the orange orb announced by its preceding

It happens at the end of every day. She hears him before I do, stands at the door, and stares with fixed concentration. By

Motivated by a love for family and a lifestyle of living within their means, my parents planned a stay-at-home vacation before staycations were a

His name was James. He planted the blueberry bushes in our yard years ago, when our yard was his yard. I only spoke with