I Couldn’t Say It Was My Mom, By: Lori Loesch


Now that my first born is finished with school, and working for his living, it's quite an adjustment for me and his little, nine (9) year old sister. I keep reminding myself that the projects he has on his mind at the present time, are much bigger and of more importance ...

Ode to My Sister by Margaret Hart


My sister was here recently for her annual summer visit. We don't see each other often because she lives in mid-coast Maine and I live in southern Connecticut. It's a good seven-hour drive or maybe six hours if you drive 85 miles an hour, and don't stop for food, gas ...