I have been plotting and planning with a granddaughter about her dad’s birthday. Thinking about his birthday led me in the opposite...

It’s an early Saturday October morning in Arkansas. I stayed overnight with my sister in Conway. Now I’m heading toward downtown Little...

I’m circling like a buzzard in a parking lot at a funeral home. I need a place with plenty of space. (I have depth perception issues.) My...

Oh my! I think I was handed what I did not ask for, but maybe what I needed. Most of us are aware of tragedy and comedy in Shakespearean...

If we only knew the load each person bears, we’d likely become more loving, giving, caring. I wonder if God is bringing more and more...

Dear Flood Victims, As I look at the photos on the internet of Northeast Arkansas, my jaw drops and tears well in my eyes. I’ve seen...

Judith Stagg Fleming (April 21, 1939 - April 25, 2017) Judith Stagg Fleming, 78, of Jonesboro would like to announce her change of...

Are there rules for a blog? I don’t know. If rigid rules exist, I’m probably breaking one right here and now. (Are there blog police? Am...

The dogwoods are blooming. I am returning home this morning from a poetry retreat. A son lives in a town between the retreat site and...

When doctors are juggling my friend’s meds to find the right balance and she is feeling at her worst, she says, “It is like I’m floating...