

Thanks, Daddy
My father passed away years ago, but time hasn’t stopped thoughts of him from popping up whenever I need them. Today was no exception. My...


Rest Well
It takes a village to raise a child. Usually when we hear this saying there’s a lot of head nodding and “uh hums”, but beyond that, there’s not always much action that follows. However, that isn’t always the case. As a divorced mother of three, years ago I made the wise choice to move back to my childhood hometown. I needed to be around people who loved and cared about me. Period. One of the benefits of moving back home is that I was back in the company of people who knew me
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