The tarmac I was standing on could have been anywhere.  The parking lot and nearby road were eerily silent.  Nothing was moving.  I...

Power lines run through my life. Often in the form of friends, the power that drives my life goes beyond...

Today begins with a strong sense of family, past and present.  The house is still; nothing except my fingers is moving.  The...

Life is not always pretty.  The experiences of pain and angst are everywhere one looks.  Hidden beneath the surface are the dirty...

As we sat down for dinner, the dinner candle was lit. In a low-light restaurant, the warmth and soft glow...

Sitting at my father’s desk for the last decade of his life, I rediscovered his priorities by what he kept...

Life has a way of compressing time into small moments that change everything.  Over the past week, many small, seemingly inconsequential...