Trends n Tales

I’m 40. My ex-husband, Mark, is 43. We had a daughter, Sophie. She died when she was three. Sophie had a tiny teardrop birthmark on the back of her neck, just below…

I’m 42. My husband, Jake, is 44. We’ve been married almost 20 years. When I met him, he had already had the accident. He was in a wheelchair full-time. That was just…

I’m Callie. My mom died three years ago, and ever since, home has never felt quite right. I was 28, marrying for love, and yet my wedding morning felt more like a…

I was sitting in a hospital bathroom stall trying not to throw up. I kept staring at my phone because typing felt easier than breathing. If I said any of it out…

For as long as I can remember, I knew I wasn’t a very attractive girl. That wasn’t something I figured out on my own, either. It was handed to me early by…

The house had character. That was the polite way Mark described it whenever friends asked why he had bought it. In truth, the place looked like it had been frozen in time….

Daniel was 28 years old, yet the question that shaped his life had followed him since before he could even speak. Where were his parents? The mystery had hovered over his childhood…

I’ve been breaking open walls for almost 20 years. Old houses hide things. That’s just the truth of the job. Most of the time, it’s nothing special — old newspapers, rusted tools,…

Have you ever met someone who just felt like home? That was Daniel. Or at least, that was the Daniel I thought I knew. We met in a coffee shop on a…

I don’t usually write on the internet. Hell, I’m 76 years old, retired Navy, and my grandkids tease me just for having a Facebook account. But something happened two weeks ago that…