It’s ironic that the ways you imagine you might one day die are rarely the threats that ultimately claim you. […]

There’s never been a time in my adult life when I wasn’t a professional writer in some capacity. First a

Today marks one year without you. Three hundred sixty-five days since I watched you slowly inhale, then exhale, your final

I am Christmas shopping in Marshalls, skimming the shelves for potential stocking stuffer treasures, when I hear my dad’s uplifting

In light of the gravity of the Coronavirus pandemic, the grief I have been experiencing the past few days over

When I said my prayers last night, I forced myself to give thanks for liquor and lice. Yes, liquor and

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Twenty years ago today, you alone forever altered the framework of my life, transformed the tapestry of my very core.

This post was originally published on Ravishly Today I did something I had never before even considered; I contemplated the

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Few things have the power to instantaneously pulse terror through a mom’s veins like hearing your teenager gasping for breath

We were vacationing in Maui last summer, celebrating my oldest son’s high school graduation and savoring the final weeks before

Note: Please ingest your sarcasm pill prior to reading.   Oh Facebook Friends, how do I love thee? Let me

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Dear Mrs. Kloos, Please forgive me for barely managing to eke out a hurried “hello” this morning when I dropped

In our family, baseball has always been less of a pastime, more a way of life. So when faced with

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Republished Sept. 23, 2015 on Military Spouse To honor her husband’s 40th birthday last month, my friend Chrissy thoughtfully planned

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