It's happened. At some point I officially became everything my teenage self swore she never would — a boring adult.
Sometimes I find it funny how genetics has played out in my sons even if they desperately don't want to be like me.
In October 2011, when I was expecting our son, Benjamin, my grandmother knitted me a little blanket for my baby shower.
I have been writing in one form or another since I was a child, beginning with home-drawn comics and then fiction as a teen which eventually led to other writing ventures.
So, I am going to be dating myself with this one and there's no way to get around it.
As a parent, there is no more helpless, frustrating, pound-your-head-against-the-wall feeling then when your child is sick.
I guess no matter where you're from, you have your traditions, or maybe it's just an individual thing and we're all just weird. But there's always that time of year when I know the worst of the cold weather is over, when I can...
On February 5, around 1:15 p.m., students at the University of South Carolina received a text message warning “SHOTS FIRED” — two words that would send chills and panic through the large campus that is home to nearly 32,000...
All I can say is what a country we live in. I guess the old adage “It's not what you know, but who you know” is true.
As I have briefly mentioned in my columns in the past, unlike the vast majority of residents here in Pickens County, I am not a Christian. I am Jewish, as is my family. And as a Jew (although I have neglected to previously) I thought it might be...