Personal Essay

So, I woke up this morning and barely opened my eyes before I just wanted to pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep. Suddenly,...

Sunday was a day that I always dreaded in my house growing up. That was wash day. No, not clothes- hair. With three daughters, each with...

What is it about being young that makes you think that you are invincible? I remember when I was young, maybe 8 or 9, and visited my...