“Where are you going to college?” I ask every high school senior I’ve ever met. More often than not, I…

My kids can’t believe that we got through life without cell phones. And sometimes I can’t either. As a rampant…

Yesterday with the temperature topping out in the mid-thirties, I spent two hours shivering on cold metal bleachers watching Leo’s…

My favorite nephew, Harley, was a typical college sophomore at the University of Mississippi. He wore khaki pants, button-down shirts…

Of all the hopes we have for our children, there’s one that is universally unique to a mother. It has…

When I finally found the man I wanted to marry, I went on an all-out campaign to make it happen.…

When Barbara Ostroth, Realtor Extraordinaire, sold us our first little Cape Cod, she set us up with everything from painters…

“Relax, Mom,” they say. “Nothing’s going to happen.” My kids don’t know how lucky they are. I work myself up…

“Grandma, tell me the story again about that thing you used to do,” says the little tike tugging at my…

“Buying a used car is just buying someone else’s problems,” my father would repeat every two years when he’d trade…