I don't know what it's like to be black in America. I know what it’s like to watch your child thrown into a police car and d...

It's funny how everything seemed novel and exciting at the beginning of quarantine, and now it's all become routine and less pho...

Is it possible to both love and hate quarantine? I miss being alone. I crave alone time as a flower craves sunlight and water. I ne...

Micah always makes time for his nieces and nephews. I wanted to always remember this exchange one Sunday evening during the golden hour ...

I miss who I used to be. Quarantine killed her. Maybe “kill” is a strong word. Quarantine forced her into hiding. That’s closer ...

Are you appreciating one small benefit from the quarantine--and that's the captive labor force? Not only have my kids helped with ...

We've had a cleaning crew every Tuesday for longer than Hyrum has been alive. I know. I'm spoiled. Every Monday night we...