It came to me on the heels of a big mistake. For months, I’d suffered from brain fog, my short-term memory just shot to the hot place. “But I told

On my way out the lane today, I stopped. These moments are so fleeting that the heart longs to capture them. To hold them in one’s hands, turning them ’round

Behind me, trails wind like grosgrain ribbons through the woods and over open expanses of grass. The thundering herd has passed by and, with it, the last of our four

It was a conversation at an ice cream shop that sparked it. There we were in the long, long line that snaked up and back, the aroma of waffle cones

Dear fearful one, You came to my mind today while I was sipping my coffee, and I knew what I needed to say. Perhaps I knew for I have been

Sitting by a pool at a campground, my phone rings. It’s the house, so I pick it up. “Hello?” “Mom!” Every call from my second son begins this way. “Mom!”

Glancing out the window into the gathering dusk, it catches my eye. Just beneath the outdoor light, I see the star we hang every summer, imprinted with the American flag.

It came through one of my social-media platforms. In the close-up, a young woman had posted a photo of her voluptuous breasts, barely covered, with one hand reaching into her

I’m standing in the toothpaste aisle at Walmart. Around the corner, there he comes. He makes a too-wide turn, cart bumping the shelves. “Drunk driving,” says the stranger, and that’s

I write this story with permission. At his wife’s request, his name is withheld, and so I shall call him “John.” This, I think, is fitting, for it hearkens back