Two things. First, I would like for people to quit bitching about my photo. One guy wrote in that he found it “disturbing.” Well, WTF, Einstein. It’s not meant to be a sympathy card. Second: Another ...

We had just settled into our seats at church when my husband tapped my arm and asked, "Have you got a tissue?" I rummaged in the computer bag that serves as my purse and found a couple of wrinkled, ...