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Every year on November 11th, we stop for two minutes of silence. The world seems to still itself as voices fade, movement slows, and the sound of bagpipes carries through the air. It’s a beautiful thing, that shared moment of gratitude. But this year, when we stop and bow our heads, we’ll be thinking of someone close to home, our brother-in-law Rick, who served for 26 years in the military. Two tours overseas. Countless days and nights away from his family. Training, courses,

This afternoon, with our pumpkin spice coffees in hand, we sat down to write this. Thanksgiving weekend always has a way of sneaking up...

My husband left early one morning this week, and I slept in. Which meant one thing: my trusty coffee pot warmer turned off, and I was...