It Won’t Always Be This Way
Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep, I Pray the Lord My Soul to Keep, If I Should Fly Before I Wake, I Pray the Lord My Soul to Take. Tucking my three daughters and yours into the camper’s bunkbeds—head to foot, head to
Why We Are Here
Seventy-eight years ago, the great grandmother—a slip of a girl in a dark cape dress—floated on her back in the middle of a wide green lake to keep from drowning, and that is why we are here. Sixty-seven years ago, her
Holding on to Everlasting Hope
“Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest: The soul, uneasy, and confin’d from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.” – Alexander Pope, “An Essay on Man” I came in from
The Night We Almost Hit a Semi
It was after midnight when my husband asked, “Can you see that?” Lifting my gaze from the laptop screen, I peered through the windshield and saw a huge black rectangle lying across the interstate that was nearly indistinguishable from the darkness. I
My Child’s Grief Gave Me Permission to Feel
My six-year-old daughter wouldn’t touch the food on her plate. I asked what was wrong, but she shook her head. After clearing the table, I asked her to follow me back to our bedroom. Kindergarten can really wear her out, and
The Resilience of Bees
Saturday night, my husband slept on the floor in the girls’ room because they were afraid of a storm. At 5:30, once the storm had abated, he came back to our bed and said the entire field below our house was under
Reacting to Fear in a Healthy Way
“The light’s green, you retard!” Stunned, I looked up from my computer into the street. A guy in a gold Chevy 4x4 with its windows down revved his engine again while waiting at the green light. Two political flags blazed from
Ode to a Bygone Era
Growing up, we didn’t have a lot of extra money for vacations, so we would visit state parks, which were free. Our favorite was Lake Barkley in Cadiz, Kentucky. About four times a year we would rent a cabin for
Our Anniversary Trip to Tennessee’s First Luxury Treehouse™
My husband and I had our 11th anniversary on September 27th. Over the years, we have celebrated everywhere from Pagosa Springs, Colorado, to the Biltmore Estate in Asheville, North Carolina. We are at the stage of life, however, when we
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