Our daughter used to be someone you did not like to be around. She was always talking bad about you, saying anything she knew would hurt you, violent when angry and could not hug you with any feeling in it. She really did not care for anyone but herself. We used to describe her evil modes as she...

by Michelle Reavis

I sat rocking in the overstuffed recliner. The same chair that I had rocked my two other babies in. Cradled in the crook of my arm, her head, so small and round, was precious. I felt the same tingle in my stomach, like someone had given me a priceless gift. My eyes sparkling...

by Janice Honeycutt

The Love Garden, a story found in some dirt…

Creating a raised bed garden in the shape of a circle had many benefits.

But the main purpose was to share some time and love in building a healthy garden with an unattached child whom no one could reach.

It was an experiment...

By Kathryn Taylor

All the kids I’ve known,
These awful, awful people
Who took me as their own?
Don’t they even realize
I’m not their’s in the least?
They wanna be mom and dad-
All I see are two thieves-
They haven’t asked a ransom-
They’ve fooled all those...