Grandpa smelled of comfort; the rich, warm scents of coffee and Aqua Velva. Quiet and witty, his brown eyes glinted when I’d beg him to play. Just one more time, pleeease. We’d construct palaces of red, yellow, and blue rectangles or clutch our stomachs as...
Do you remember the 1990’s show Fear Factor? Pairs or couples were presented with traumatic situations that involved their worst fears. These included drowning, being buried alive, and more. While some of us struggle with a significant phobia, others live...
This week, a friend has been in crisis. She is struggling to hold on to hope and my heart is hurting for her. I’ve walked her path. You may be in a similar place–wondering how you’ll manage to make it one more step. Feeling as though you’re...
The soil, still wearing winter’s crust, almost taunts the farmer–daring him to unleash the toothed blade. Greeting the day before the moon is veiled beyond earth’s ridge, the man drops the tool behind his machine and tills narrow ditches in a quilt-like...
“Author John Chasteen’s words struck me. Only minutes before my daughter had shared alarming statistics about Generation Z-her, age group, gathered from Barna, the CDC, and university websites. Somewhere between changing hundreds of diapers, flipping...