Don't you hate the waiting? That long, lonely hallway between what was and what is to come? The waiting hallway filled with doubt, "what ifs," and fear of the unknown,…
You stopped counting how many holiday dishes you've cooked through the years. The dishes you've washed after the feast are up in the millions. The house? Oh yes, you've cleaned…
My dad was ticked, and he had no problem letting me know it. For years we had spent Thanksgiving with my folks at their house. A month later we would…