It only takes a few minutes on social media to notice that many people present a picture of their lives as filled with only happiness and fun. But our relationship with...

My grandfather was the only father figure in our home and the main provider. He owned a butcher shop, and I remember that we always had the best choice of meats...

I found myself longing for “the good old days.” My radio was regularly tuned to an oldies station, I watched old rerun episodes on TV, and I frequently griped about the...

Living on a farm can be a dangerous place for a three-year-old boy. When my mother was working outdoors, she would clip the strap of my overalls to the clothesline so...

Alone in the hospital room, I awaited word from the nurse about how my mother’s surgery was going. Her life, as well as ours, was undergoing major change. Before she came...

Tonight I watched the sunset from the middle of the lake in a red canoe. Behind me the sky was a hazy purple; in front of me bright orange and peach....

When I took my two-year-old grandson Samuel to a preschool playgroup for the first time, he loved it! Samuel was enjoying himself until he suddenly realized he could not see me....

I am from a culture in which people do not readily share their deeper concerns or joys. Out of fear of having their “business on the streets,” persons endure silently. And...

On a recent bicycle ride I spotted a flock of sheep. They were quite calm and appeared to be resting. None seemed nervous. This image, I thought, can be an example...

My daily commute to work consists of a 25-minute drive, one way, on a rural two-lane road. Even though most days are trouble-free, problems such as wildlife crossing the road, downed...