Love Speaks the Loudest
Melanie Shankle
I’m not sure when motherhood began to resemble a game show entitled “Judgment and Comparison.” “I’ll take, ‘Why is your 3-year-old not potty-trained?’ for $100,
I’m not sure when motherhood began to resemble a game show entitled “Judgment and Comparison.” “I’ll take, ‘Why is your 3-year-old not potty-trained?’ for $100,
A widow, a cancer-survivor and a mother of three with only two she can hold, sing to and rock to sleep – these are
“Eight, nine, ten … ready or not here I come!” Giggles unmistakably coming from behind the curtains. Doing my best to play along, I
It started out as a journey to friendship. There we were, in a massive new city, and I knew two or three people, none
I was climbing up the steep grade of England’s rocky coast. Through strands of hair whipped across my face by the sea breeze, I
“Junior! Junior! Junior!” A few years ago, I heard my 5-year-old son Lincoln standing on the driveway yelling “Junior” at the top of his
In our busy lives, many of us find that in spite of seeing people all day long, we’re really rather isolated. We may talk
A verse from a nature song that my children like to listen to says: “Be kind to your four-footed friends, Be kind to your
Recently, I was flipping through a magazine and stumbled upon a picture of four women. These ladies were posing as best friends — walking barefoot