He is holding my hand, my son, now 32, balder than he was when he was born. We’ve gone to Ponto Final, a restaurant on the Tagus River in...

On Saturday, March 24th, my 26-year-old daughter and I were among the hundreds of thousands of people gathered on Pennsylvania Avenue in...

They’re both Leos, born in the heat of early August. My son, Keegan, almost 28. My grandson, Owen, “mostly” 6, as he likes to say. In...

Two months ago today, my 3-year-old grandboy Owen James and his mama left Iowa for North Carolina because his mama needed her mama. We...

Originally posted on Huffington Post 05/07/2015 1:16 pm EDT In October 2011, Nikki Levy was 34 and had just broken up with her...

I’m at a retreat center. I arrived Thursday afternoon and until about 7 Friday night, I had the place nearly to myself. I came for...

Our cat Zaria loves a good windowsill. She doesn’t care that her ass is too big to fit in one. She gets what she can up on it and let’s...

Yesterday didn’t start out well. Owen, my 3-year-old grandson, was parked in front of the TV because his mama didn’t feel well and his...