Loving well is something I strive to do every day, but probably only achieve on some days. I think we all want to be seen as people who...

I sat and watched my 18-year-old son shake in the hospital bed, his eyes rolling up and away. This time, it was only about 30 seconds...

(Journal entry 1/20/2015) So I stay up late through the night Doing dishes in the dark So I can hear him breathing Not sure who to fight...

Holidays are usually filled with laughter, late nights watching movies and eating way too much food with friends and family. Christmas,...

by Chris Henderson You’ll find that, frequently, I write about my brooding and thoughts during the day-to-day events of life. I learned a...

Two people walking together seems to work well. I know, for me, there are times that I need a strong shoulder to lean on or a hand to...

It all started when my father, a now retired Army Major General, was deployed to Vietnam. My mother, who loved all animals big and small,...

“Juli, are you sure you don’t want to wait until Chris gets here from the other hospital?” “No, my friend is here. She has cared for...

I love foggy days. They have a mystery about them. They can feel cozy and warm. They are hot coffee and beautifully lit candle mornings...

I have dreamed of visiting Chicago for years. For some of you, maybe this is a trip you have taken often. For me, though, it was on my...