Stolen Moments

I’ve never been a big fan of fitness classes. I can’t keep up with the moves, my 20-year-old t-shirts and shorts are out of place and the wa...

Some friends and I are studying the fruit of the spirit – love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness and self ...

A small container of lumpy potatoes is all that remains of Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday. Christmas promoters have been trying to overta...

The election is over. North Dakotans, and most Americans, are sighing with relief. No more ads. We’re all too familiar with the template: D...

My husband and daughter were gone last weekend, so my boys, five and seven, invited a buddy to sleep over. Oh for a hidden camera to preserv...

My daughter wants to learn how to play guitar. We are thrilled about this so two years ago we bought her a cute half-size instrument, found ...

I did something last week that I haven’t done for months -- wore long pants running. I hated to take this step and debated trying to ignore ...