When everyone left, and the kids were asleep, I fell into bed exhausted. I stared at the ceiling thinking about why I hate this birthday. Read...
I touched “Aunt Kelly” on the screen and waited for a robotic voice to say, “this number has been disconnected.” This is how I met Shawn. Read...
That's the thing about appearances. They are built on fleeting impressions, like social media posts that we promise to “like” later but forget. Read...