Certain sounds and scents evoke my childhood memories. This morning, the rattling chirp of the cicadas took me back to summer mornings on...

I have now been retired for seven weeks. When I entered retirement, my plan was to immediately establish a routine to accomplish what I...

I recently had the honor of having four missionaries gather in my home. I was not the organizer, nor an attendee. In conversation, the...

Self-care is a trending topic on my social media pages. "Me time" photos populate my newsfeed: pedicures-in-progress. Mason jars...

It stands on the corner of West Avenue onboard Naval Air Station Pensacola: a four-story red brick warehouse built in 1937, numbered 603....

I was ten when she gave it to me. Mrs. Staples was a long time friend and neighbor to my maternal grandmother. On this particular...

On June 2, 1979, I turned the tassel on my graduation cap. It signified completing my high school career and transitioning to the next...