I don’t know about you, but I wonder when I’ll go to the grocery store and not wear a face mask. As it is, I feel I'm braving the wild, w...

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A few years back, during a difficult time, I was listening to a program on National Public Radio when I heard the host, Scott Simon, laug...

Many of us have received a jury summons. With that initial realization, don’t we all cringe? We’re way too busy, right? Don’t we hope it ...

About ten years ago I was being treated by a physical therapist for a tight hamstring I had developed due to running. “Have you ever trie...

I'm sitting across from my twenty-year-old daughter in an overpriced café in Athens, Georgia. She is holding onto a coffee cup with both...

I walk into my kitchen carrying generous bags of groceries. My blinds are open, revealing a beautiful, sunny day. It’s early autumn. I se...

I hear the fear in my daughter’s voice over the cell phone Monday night. She was in Kingwood, Texas, smack in the middle of Hurricane Har...

TRY…On my 51st birthday my youngest daughter, Rachel, gave me a wooden plaque that simply said, “Try”. She was eighteen years old at the ...