The Write Stuff

We live on a main street through our normally quiet west Provo neighborhood, far enough from the railroad tracks that we can hear the whistl...

In 1995, we had no Christmas tree. It wasn't the first time we'd gone without, nor the last, and it wasn’t because the G...

It’s been 42 years since my husband and I were married, and having had a December wedding, and three children in the next nine years, the ...

When I was growing up, this transition between Thanksgiving and Christmas was an easy mental leap that I made every year without much reflex...

Oy! Isn't the upkeep on the human body frustrating and time-consuming? Showers, teeth-brushing, nail-clipping, eating, exerc...

Just came back from the best three days I've had in a long time--a writers retreat with talented, dedicated women who love a...

Halloween is by far the stupidest holiday of the year (unless you count Administrative Professionals' Day) and no convoluted rationale a...