As a kid in a military family, I moved every couple of years. My dad would receive transfer orders and out would come the moving folks with their little red, numbered...
Memoirs
Are hidden memories tripping you up?
If you’ve been following me for any length of time, you know that I’ve been digging deep into the recesses of my life to illuminate memories, foster healing, and...
The Stories We Tell Ourselves
When I was twelve, my mother kidnapped me. She tried to take my younger brother, but he turned her away. The stories I told myself about that day played a large role in...
Reflections on the past year
This past weekend, I celebrated a birthday. That’s why this post was delayed—I wanted time to reflect on the past year and feel what I want to bring into the upcoming...
Puzzling Things Out
Recently, I traveled to the beach to spend time with my brother and his family. Their beach house has a puzzle table on which there’s always an in-progress puzzle. One...
A perfect gift
My grandmother Kevin had a particular way of doing, well, everything. She ran her home with the precision of the Marine she was, so my brother and I worked on a tightly...
And the winner is…..
Our Tales UnTold ran a contest for our readers to submit photographs and their associated stories for the chance to win a free video montage. Little did I know that the...
First Day of School
Do you remember feeling excited about the first day of school? I do. Feeling butterflies flitting around inside my stomach as the anticipation rose to ride a bus for...