I pulled a dusty old box from the top shelf in my closet, and immediately, I was transported back to elementary and junior high school. In...

  Once upon a time there was a young girl who was whisked away to a land far away and she didn't find the time to get her blog post done...

Last year my best friend sent me a text asking if I would like to begin bullet journaling with her. I didn’t have a clue what she was talkin...

  I guess I’m the first in this month’s series of posts to admit that I’m a former journalist, someone who used to keep a journal or dia...

  (Out of respect for my son and daughter-in-law, I cannot name or show a photo of my granddaughter.) "Behold, children are a heritage ...