First-person narratives based on real human experiences. The moments that change us. The relationships that define us. The lessons we carry forward.
My husband Orville has hung the same nine strands of lights on the same three bushes for forty years, and until last November, that was... Read more
The box came back on a Tuesday in March, four days after I mailed it, and the sight of it sitting on the counter at... Read more
I was standing in the fluorescent hush of the Begley & Sons Funeral Home lobby with a photocopied receipt trembling in my hand when I... Read more
The gown they gave me was too long. I noticed that before I noticed anything else, standing in the gymnasium hallway at Magnolia Ridge University... Read more
The knock came at four in the afternoon on a Tuesday in October, and I almost didn't answer it, because nobody knocks on my door... Read more
My hands were shaking so hard the first time I watched the footage that I had to set my phone down flat on the dashboard... Read more
My father made me drive him to the fire department supper even though his hip was bad that week, even though I told him three... Read more
The morning I opened the pie stand, I stood alone on County Road 9 at five forty in the morning with sixty pies cooling on... Read more
My daughter-in-law Kendra stood in the doorway of the maternity wing at Holmes County Memorial and told me, in front of the charge nurse and... Read more
My husband Dewitt has been gone six years now, and in all that time, there has not been one single weekday morning when I did... Read more