When my 13 year old received a tracking device, I experienced the same sinking feeling that I did on the morning of September 11: I knew the world would never be the same.
Family fun in the sun beckons, but danger lurks in the shadows.
My ancestors and I helped champion my daughters’ triumphs.
When we unearth the secrets, we can find real treasure.
Eating with our hands helped us rediscover our roots.
A good friend is leaving town. We still get to see each other whenever we want.
Eye candy. All lit up.
We recreate our village when we live far away from home.
Distance does not immune us from pain.
Have we become a world of DIY hairdressers? Are we now embracing gray hair and scruffy looks? Giving up hair salons and barber shops may mean giving up some sanity and friends.