I know I can't change the past. Not my mistakes or the mistakes of others. But I can begin by changing me.
Sunflowers for Sarita is a fast-paced, high caliber romantic suspense. I couldn't stop reading!
A mother was only as happy as her most unhappy child.
We can only do what we can live with.
This dog had shown more courage than I. This great, powerful, beautiful dog was willing to take a chance on me - a broken, depressed, lonely Marine.
Friends come and go. But through the thick and thin, the good and bad, you can only ever count on your family. That's the heart of it. Family.
Money and emotion were never a good combination.
His mother, in contrast, prayed in church.
The tree had become our unspoken symbol of that important Christmas when we had all dug deep and fought for one another--for our survival. For our family. For our happiness. And in the process, discov...
To feel nature as a child is much more important than just being able to list names of birds, or plants or animals. That kind of heart isn’t something you can teach a child in books.
The pain eased. Welcome to the club.
When would he learn humility?
Spring was in the air—ripe, verdant, full of promise. And with the spring came the rush and clamor of weddings. Marietta
Not so heartbreaking. So it was with me after Tom’s death. In retrospect, I look at myself and my friends and I think that some of us are offered early warnings. The death of a loved one, a serious il...
She had to learn this painful lesson. And quickly. If you let it, grief could swallow you whole.
I thought of my mother and her wise advice. She'd always been there for me. Even when I was at my worst. She made me want to be a better son.
Sometimes people get angry and do things they shouldn't. Things they regret.
She never wanted to hurt anyone’s feelings. But in the end, she hurt herself.
But the pursuit of wealth would not inspire passion.
And, too, there was that delightful freshness of mist and dewy grass that lingered like spirits at dawn. Marietta