When my children were younger, I taught them to look at adults when they spoke to them. “Give her your eyes,” I would say when someone...

At the end of February, I was given the opportunity to speak at a Family Reading Night at my son’s elementary school. I spoke for about...

Mr. Hopper was universally regarded as the meanest man in town. He just didn’t like kids—not in his grass or near his car or close to his...

Somewhere around age 40 I started to read the texts on my cell phone or the small print in my Bible like a trombone player. I would slide...

I have the fortunate distinction of being the middle of three daughters. I can find the fortune in it now that I am an adult with healthy...