Road trips are a lot of fun, more so when it involves belting out your favorite tracks to your heart’s content. It takes the boredom out of traveling long distances and makes for a great bonding moment with family and friends. Plus, you can sing badly without anyone judging you! In a video that has
As the song of Andy Williams say, ‘Christmas is the most beautiful time of the year,’ for it’s a season of being together as a family. Unfortunately, for a grieving mother whose son died recently, it’s the most difficult time of the year. While Sarah Tanner is in the middle of embracing the grief amid
Things can get really busy during the holidays. From Christmas shopping, festive home decorations, to connecting to distant loved ones. A lot of things happen during this season, all over the world. But for John Dorroh, he didn’t understand why his mother disappeared for a few hours every Christmas Eve, until he reads a letter
Earlier this week we went to get Zeke’s senior yearbook pictures. On the way, I noticed his hands. Working hands. Hands that look familiarly like my dad’s work-stained hands and like Brandon’s in the early years of our marriage. I told him not to worry about it because they were doing head-shots. I was wrong.
It has always been said that the bond between a mother and her children is forever. This has just been proven to be true by the 21-year-old Thomas Resch from Marysville, Washington. Thomas has just shown that nothing — not even death, could ever stop his love for his mom when he has proudly (and permanently)
“Hopefully I’ll have that again someday.” my son Evan said wistfully over the phone. “You will!” I encouraged him. “Just give it a while.” “Best that it is over but there were still some fun times.” he went on. “You’ll have that with someone new.” I said. “You’re only nineteen. Plenty of time.” “Yeah.” he
On a trip back to my old hometown, I drove out to the senior’s residence to spend some time with my Mom. I hadn’t seen Mom in almost a year. My sisters, who have been there with her on her gradual descent into the murky fog of Alzheimer’s, warned that the visit would go hard
A mother’s creed… I gave birth to you, but you came with no instructions. All I knew was that I loved you long before I saw you. I know I made some mistakes and for that, I am sorry. I was doing my best I could what I knew. Everything I did for you, I