
Slices of Life
The girl (or boy, as the case may be) couldn’t remember exactly when, but life became weary.
The girl (or boy, as the case may be) couldn’t remember exactly when, but life became weary.
Dear Eric: My husband doesn’t live in the country in which he was born.
Our country is in the midst of a monumental presidential election.
Life is pretty good for me right now, but I wake most mornings yearning for more.Not more in things, but more in purpose.
Dear Eric: My dad has been married to my stepmom for more than 25 years.
The month of October has been home to many historical events over the years.
Dear Eric: My aunt on my mother’s side, told me that there was something she needed to tell me, but that I’d have to wait until my mother passed.
Dear Eric: Even though I started off school smart and curious, starting middle school, I did horribly.
Dear Eric: My husband had Alzheimer’s and spent his last couple of years in memory care in a retirement community where many friends live.
Dear Eric: I have a group of three girlfriends from middle school/high school.