Today would be this handsome man’s 100th birthday. My dad-in-law, Joseph William Longhurst; Bill, to all who knew him; Billy, to his mom....

Because I posted something every single day last year, Facebook has been very busy so far this year, reminding me each morning what it...

We’re into the second week of the year! How was the first week for you? Yesterday, we sent a new group of students to the Holy Land. The...

🎉Happy New Year, everyone!! 🎉I finished a yearly goal yesterday, and I’m determined not to lose momentum. I learned a bit about living...

Day 365. Yikes! I thought posting this would be easy peasy. Instead, I’m feeling there could be ugly crying later, but let’s carry on,...

Day 364. A whole year’s worth of moments have ticked away in what felt like a couple of weeks. I learned new things this year. I reached...

Day 363: The first time I ever specifically realized I was capturing a moment, I was only six years old. I sat in our brown Impala,...

Day 362: When I was growing up, Christmas break had to include a read-what-you-like day. No homework. Just fun. I received a book from my...

Day 361. Are you making some room for the new year? My mother considered the week between Christmas Day and New Year’s Day a bonus for...

Day 360: Holy moly! We only have six days left of 2019! Six! One of the many lessons I learned during this year-long experiment, is how...

Day 359: Merry Christmas to all my friends and family! I am veering from what I wrote for today just a little. Actually, it’s a Christmas...

Day 358. Merry Christmas Eve! As a child, Christmas Eve was the most exciting and anxious day. Mom didn’t stick with a traditional meal...

Day 357: I have been meaning to write a series of posts about people I admire, have learned from, or in some way aspire to emulate. I...

Day 356: The drummer boy played a song. The shepherds walked all the way into town. The magi loaded their camels in the middle of the...

Day 355: Mom loved to sew before her eyesight started to weaken. She made all kinds of quilts, from the small and snuggly to the...

Day 354: One of the benefits of having poor eyesight, and there aren’t that many, mind you, is that blurry vision makes Christmas lights...

Day 353: Before I began this yearlong walk down Memory Lane, I wrote about my mom and her opinion of Christmas lights, so it feels most...

Day 352: I left everyone hanging yesterday. I apologize. Let’s get right to the story... Christmastime, 1987. I was huge with child. My...

Day 351: It’s our eldest son’s birthday today; 31 years ago, on a bitterly cold December night, he was born. It’s quite a Christmas...

Day 350: Childhood Christmas memories and my brothers go hand in hand. My big brother, Steve, taught me how to make a snow ball. He...