Twice a year our country frets over the semi-annual time change between standard and daylight savings time. We have this thing about time. It can move too slowly when we are young. Too fast when we are old. Our meager effort to save more daylight for part of the year doesn’t change the fact there are still only 24 hours in a day. As we move into the months with less daylight, we only exchange brighter mornings for darker afternoons.
Think back. In what season are your favorite memories with your best friends? I’ve asked a number of people and summer seems to be the most common answer.
I grew up in a suburb outside of Chicago named Evanston, Illinois. It was the home of Northwestern University; a neighbor of Loyola University and existed part way..
My dad was a local church pastor. The house we lived in during my elementary and middle school years was the only building the church owned for many years. His office..
The basketball hoop was bolted above our garage doors. It wasn’t exactly straight but it was the only one on our street. I also had the only basketball.
A few summers ago, my husband John and I made some changes in how we cared for our yard. It started when I saw an advertisement for an organic lawn care program that did..
As the anticipation for the warmth of summer's embrace builds, we find ourselves drawn irresistibly into the nostalgic embrace of cherished memories from seasons past...
I learned about Memorial Day when I was very young. It was always a part of our family as my mother’s brother—Uncle George as we referred to him—died while serving in..
Death and grief are both natural parts of life itself. We want to control them and postpone them and avoid them altogether. And yet, after being birthed into life, death..
