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Senior year has come for my youngest. The enormous school bus that dwarfed my kindergartener now seems right sized. The small hand that held mine and, brows furrowed, asked if I could walk them to their classroom now confidently seizes the day and shrugs off any concerns with, “Mom, I’ll be fine.”

A quiet kind of love strengthens and sustains us. If there could only be but one type of love in this world, it should be this.

The unofficial motto of Mardi Gras is more than lip service to a celebration. It's the ethos of a culture defined by resilience and joy.

Food has long been used to send messages. If we listen, it can also teach us about our own humanity, the best and the worst.

No matter the twists and turns life brings, fatherhood carries with it an an immense love that reaches through time and diagnoses.

Our most difficult and trying times leave us not knowing how to move forward, or if we even can. What will get us through?

A Friday night visit to a Waffle House brings sustenance. A simple place filled with memories reminds us what a wonderful world it truly is.

A short story of the first day of a family vacation. Does anything ever really go according to plan?