“The boxes of the annual are here.” My heart fluttered like it was Christmas morning. Months of work—literal blood, sweat, cusswords, and te...

It’s been two weeks since I allowed myself to think about what happened...  Two weeks since I put my hand on my dad’s urn and whispered, “No...

  “I found some properties we should look at,” I would say nightly, after dinner. It became our evening routine; looking at properties onlin...

I hardly slept a wink or two the night before. My bag was packed for a day on the water. My body was pumped full of Dramamine, just in case....

The big day arrived faster than I imagined, even though we had prepared for it. After a weekend spent getting ready and attending her first ...