It is 7:30 a.m. on Easter Day. I am in a hotel in The Dalles, Oregon. Typically, we'd be preparing for church services on this Easter morning, but Tim had prom last night. Our family celebrated our Easter with family last weekend when we were[..]
Editor's Note: Today's guest post is by Pam Feagle. Following a recent trip to California, Pam offered up these reflections. Feel free to share in the comments some of the charming places you've visited. We have recently returned from a delightful trip to our oldest[..]
[caption id="attachment_1226" align="aligncenter" width="690"] Wearing one of the Christmas dresses Mama made.[/caption] My mother loved Christmas. She always made a fuss over it. The last outing she took in her life was to a Christmas service with my nephew and his wife. She rose up[..]
I had been in the backyard working on one of those DIY projects. Years ago, Tim built a log glider and gave it to me as a gift. Mother's Day, I think it was. At our current home, I have two rockers, a porch swing[..]
There I was, all decked out in my red suede shoes and glossy pink lipstick, enjoying myself. Not at all expecting what was about to transpire. I would have bet my last bag of pork skins that never in a million years would an elected[..]
Author/Journalist Karen Spears Zacharias is a Georgia native and a Gold Star daughter. Her work has been featured in the Washington Post, New York Times, CNN, National Public Radio, and Good Morning America. Her debut novel, Mother of Rain (Mercer University Press), received the Weatherford Award for Best in Appalachian Fiction from Berea College and was adapted for the stage by Georgia's Historic State Theater, The Springer. She and her husband make their home in Deschutes County, Oregon.
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