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

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

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

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

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

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

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