The sun was beginning to wane in the autumn sky, starting its descent for the day. With dinner behind us, I was ready to sit and visit with the family we had traveled over 600 miles to see. My sister got up from her chair as conversation continued all around, and she slipped on her shoes […]
Someone from Mount Pleasant Mills posted a whisper, which reads "I'm a single mom. I like to pretend I'm strong enough to do it all on my own. But sometimes I wish I had someone to come home to and tell me I'm doing it right.."