Have you ever talked with someone who speaks in cursive? My daughter does, and it was never so obvious as on our trip to Italy. Besides being in a country where neither one of…

Do you ever just want to stop? Stop working, stop thinking, stop worrying, stop going, stop starting, stop stopping. And just be?…

My son’s dog, Kira, is 85 pounds of a highly energetic two-year-old German shepherd…who lovingly means well in everything she does. With unbridled gusto, she endeavors to “help” however she can—from washing the kitchen…

Have you ever had one of those weeks where you felt like you were… Swimming upstream… like a salmon. Slogging through a mud-up-to-your-waist swamp wearing cement boots… or Sliding helplessly down the swirling drain……

Have you ever wanted to help someone, but for whatever reason, lack of finances, lack of expertise, or just too much going on in your own life, found that you couldn’t? Or maybe you…

When I was growing up, I had a Mr. Rodgers in my life. No, not the Mister Rogers from Mister Roger’s Neighborhood, but a “real” person whose name was Mr. Lloyd Rodgers. I met…