In loving memory of Ken Graber Sr. We still hear your voice, it is with us always. Your laugh and smile were contagious, and we miss you...

There is something incredibly calming to me about having my lists on paper. "Similar to the grocery cart that somehow ends up with...

It flies past, sometimes without notice. "By changing my way of thinking, my perception of time has changed. It feels like the very hands...

A little poem about precious time. "Now I am grown, with teenagers of my own, there are days I will literally wish time would stand...