“Summer afternoon–summer afternoon, to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.” That age-old…
I wrapped my hands around my coffee mug and sank into my sofa, trying to let the stress of dealing…
It started innocently enough. When news of the global coronavirus pandemic rocked my small-town West Virginia world, uncertainty began to…
I’ve visited Round Top, Texas, several times during one of their fabulous annual spring or fall Antiques Week. On my…
I sat cross-legged in the middle of my bed. A storm lashed the windows. I should have felt deliciously cozy…
When I was a child, I loved nothing more than to go junkin’ with my daddy. The markets we’d hit…
In the early 1980s I lived in the tiny town of Sweet Run, West Virginia. It’s right on the border…
Such as I have give I thee… —ACTS 3:6 When I was a girl, I earned extra money by helping…
My first assignment as a VA nurse is as vivid in memory as if it were yesterday. I was 23…
A 54-year-old woman with encephalitis goes into remission after touching the tombstone of Charlene Richard, known as the Little Cajun…
I was 19 years old, studying for my associate’s degree in nursing. It was the winter of my last semester,…
It hit me in the middle of the checkout line at Marshall’s. I was thirsty. As thirsty as a camel.…
