As one might suspect, I love reading. I don’t just mean a passing crush or a fleeting fancy. I’m talking about a passionate marriage that...

I’ve been thinking—a dangerous pastime I know—or should I say reminiscing about childhood memories of Christmas. I remember a glow. It...

Obligatory self-deprecation: I’m writing a blog. Why? This is silly. Ok, now that that is out of the way, we can get down to business and...