Opinion


Embracing both sorrow & hope

You can embrace both sorrow and hope. The fireplace was warm and glowing. My Pecan Praline Latte was deliciously sweet. My heart was sad. Life was, again, going in a…







A bay of flour

Mother told this story of the day the aroma of freshly baked bread filled our kitchen. Its heady smell greets anyone who opens our door. Does anything smell better? Once…


Vulnerability brings blessings

Openly talking about and sharing my disability and all that comes with it is fairly new to me. In fact, if you knew me growing up you may even be…