Our first visit as a family to Arlington National Cemetery was in September 2020. Wes and I had been there only once before, nine years earlier, when we laid to rest our best friend John Brown…

At six years old, I lost my biological father. Well, I didn’t quite lose him, he was in a car accident that crushed his skull…

The little girl’s eyes shined bright through the echoes of the morning mist. She stared in wonder at the beauty of the ocean, its vastness and its calm…

In summer of 2017, I was on what would be my last military deployment…

It’s that time of year again. Time for all the grinches to come out grumbling…