This year tried to stop me in it's tracks. And at some points, it did. I'm calling it my sideways year; a time of patience and a truck...

One year ago, I started writing short personal stories on my blog. It's a rather vulnerable spot for me; I prefer to keep my life...

The sky was overcast, and the air, crisp. I tugged the laces of my hiking boots, securing their tautness. I hadn't been on this...

Since my daughter, Li'l Miss, was a wee bitty thing, she would rearrange her bedroom furniture. The moment she realized her dresser could...