There’s just something about the savory smell of fresh bread baking in the oven that makes my mouth water. My mom was an amazing gourmet...

Weary. Do You grow weary Lord, Of all my doubts and mumblings When I am suffering Lord? Weary. Do You grow weary Lord, With all the...

I stared in the mirror, tears pouring down my face as I dug around the cabinet looking for a pair of scissors. The hospital bands dug...