A few days ago I sat scrolling through Facebook—and a video appeared on my feed. In short (and you can watch the full video plus more here), the clip was about why he walked away from the liberal left he once
I couldn’t wait to meet our son.
As he came, there was a lot on my mind—the pain, the thought of meeting my son, wondering what my daughter would think, hoping the birth went well and that he would be heal
When I first moved back to the United States after living abroad, I worked at the local Dairy Queen to make ends meet while my husband and I worked through the immigration process. During a particularly busy Saturday aft
Those of you who have read my work for any period of time know the lengths my husband and I had to go through to be together here in the United States. Piles of paperwork; thousands of dollars; months of separation&
Back in college, I took an Art History course that I largely enjoyed…except for the mandatory field trip to the area modern art museum. It’s just not my cup of tea; I’ll take Monet over Warhol any day&
I did something the other day that I routinely criticize others for doing. I reacted to a video emotionally, with zero context, zero insight, and zero research.
I watched the officer-involved shooting of Daniel Shaver