Independence Day is one of the best days. It’s just a big summer party to celebrate history and the beginning of our nation. But if you find yourself struggling to find the good in the 4th of July, here are some reasons to love it. 1. Food [iframe src=”//giphy.com/embed/jKaFXbKyZFja0″ width=”480″ height=”406″ frameBorder=”0″] It’s like having ...

This is but an imagined future. None of the following events or characters exist. But our planet does. Ninety-two point ninety-six million miles from the sun there was a little, blue planet that is no longer blue. It is brown with the polluted ambitions of humanity. The oceans bear little life and the land is ...

What if someone is struggling with a problem, mental illness, or physical limitations, and you decide to terminate the relationship? Does this make you a “bad” person? What if this person is toxic? Do you stay because they still need help? At what point do you say enough is enough? I am a huge believer ...

Christmas is so overrated. Make sure to disband all merry making and refuse to participate in any of the family and friend activities.

“What I would give to have one more day of that year.” A friend recently shared a group photo from almost eight years ago, and a mutual friend commented this sentiment on it. The photo has over a dozen people in it. Most would agree that it was an incredible year, full of fantastic memories. ...

I am a writer. I make lists for everything: grocery trips, summer plans, story-planning, things I want to try. My bucket list, the things I want to do one day before I die, is the longest list I keep. I’ll bet that is true for most normal people. However, I have another list I keep. ...

I think every guy has a best buddy. My husband’s was Wayne Roantes. We did not start off as friends, him and I. I think it would be safe to say, we hated each other’s guts. Him, because I stole his friend when Jim and I got married. Me, because he was arrogant, over-bearing and ...

I was born May 7, 1957. Goodness, that means I will be sixty-one this year. OUCH! How time flies by. On my 3rd birthday, May 7, 1960, my mother decided that I didn’t need toys for my birthday. Instead, she decided what I needed for my birthday present was … a baby sister. So, Tracy ...

It’s no secret that I love social media. I’m one of those super annoying people who tweets basically anything that comes to mind. In fact, I just reached 15,000 tweets last week. I follow over 1,500 people on Twitter, most of whom are celebrities, authors, and people I don’t know. While some people strive to ...