by Melanie Nicholas 1996 Texas A&M Bonfire file photo, photo credit The Eagle newspaper. Each year around Thanksgiving, I take time to re...

Parker, 8 Easter blessings! This is one of my favorite holidays, and not just because of the outfits and the candy. Easter is one of my f...

Melanie Nichols Melanie Nicholas by Melanie Nicholas I was working late a few nights ago when I received a strange Facebook message. The ...

My Marley girl Christmas is supposed to be perfect, joyous, celebratory. But I haven’t been feeling it the last few weeks. My tree is don...

By Melissa Moore Melissa Moore and Greyson Moore When our youngest son, Greyson, went into the hospital, lots of things became unimportan...

My first baby, Milo Aaron Nicholas. He thinks he’s a cat. The Hubs and I hadn’t been married very long when I dragged him into PetsMart o...

By guest blogger Angela Glenn I am enough, and so are you. In honor of Suicide Awareness I wanted to share why I got my wrist tattoo. I h...

Uncle David and sweet baby Cole. By Uncle David Nicholas It has been 101 days and 100 nights since my nephew, Cole Austin left us. 101 da...

Image taken from diatribe.org I have really been struggling this month. There are so many questions I just don’t have the answers for the...

“If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever.” — Saya Nelson Cole, learning to ride a four-wheeler in the mountains of New...

Bathwater blogger Rachel Austin with her son, Cole. Please pray for a miracle for Cole and for peace and strength for my sister, ‘Rocksta...

I am my father’s daughter. No statement could make me more proud. I adored him, and he was my favorite person in the whole world. My life...

So I started to write about patience and children. I have a sweet friend struggling with teaching her 2-year-old to wait a gosh-darned mi...

When I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis in 2004, I thought my life was over. Hubs and I hadn’t been married long, and we didn’t have...

I think her poem “And Still I Rise” captures the spirit of the thousands and thousands of us suffering with multiple sclerosis. It won’t ...

‘Ohhh. Who’s that pretty lady, Mommy?’ That, Bodacious, is my Mamo, your great-grandmother. And she would have adored you and made you ho...

Papa Cecil “Heaven is for Real” is a wretched book. I’m not one to advocate book burning, though in this case, I might make an exception....

Austin holds his sons Tucker, left, and Greyson, right. Greyson, the little Lion Man, died when he was six months old. I can’t tell you h...