My Son is 17 and I Still Make His Sandwiches

My Son is 17 and I Still Make His Sandwiches

I have a confession to make: My son is 17 and I still make his sandwiches. As someone who believes in the power of words and works in the field of storytelling, I’m aware of how this single sentence might tell its own story, an unfavorable one. You’re probably...
Fall is Like a New Box of Crayons

Fall is Like a New Box of Crayons

The weather is cooling, a sign that fall is coming… my favorite season! Fall is sweater weather and suede boots. Fall is colorful foliage, picking crisp apples in the cool air and football Saturdays. (Or, at least, the memory of college football and the hope for...