As soon as I walked into the store, a perky salesperson asked me what I was looking for. I needed a black pair of pants to go with a...

The following is my way of coming to terms with my mother's struggle with Alzheimer's. It isn't necessarily well-written or cohesive, but...

I can't believe how long it has been since I have written a post. A lot, I must say, has happened. And this isn't one of my thought-out...

Self-care is the key to my peace of mind and helps battle the fear that drives my procrastination.

My high school English teacher, Mr. Montgomery, was an angry man. He was angry at his ex-wife, who divorced him and took their daughter...

As a teenager in the '80s, my style was all about copying Molly Ringwald. I was all lace. long skirts and paisley shirts buttoned to my...

Last April, the New York Times posted a story about an entire generation of Christian teens who were traumatized by the "purity"...

A couple of months ago, I posted to FB that I was going to let my hair go gray. It is one of the most liked posts I have ever had. I also...

I remember the exact moment I dove headfirst into my eating disorder, also referred to as ED. My first son was 17 months old. I was 37,...

In yesterday's post, I wrote out all the anxious thoughts that were going through my head. I have to say, it felt good. Sometimes, just...

I talk to a lot of people who hate Sundays because, you know, Mondays. Many people I know have a sense of dread that rests in their...

When I was in elementary school, the Baptist church I attended would hold Sunday night movie nights. In my religious world, Sunday...

Recently, I was mindlessly scrolling through the internet or Facebook -- I don't even know -- when I passed an ad for Dinosaur Train, the...

Sometimes, our words hurt our kids. I should have known better. But the words I used recently reminded me to think before I speak.