In KINEXION

While rounding the stairwell, headed upstairs, I slammed my right hand on the sharp corner of the wooden stair rail two months ago. It rang ...

I could not figure out how I got caught in an isolated snow storm while sitting in the cabin of 747 at the San Diego Airport. After a brief ...

Lately, every temple trip offers me the serenity and peace my spirit craves, while providing me the boost I currently lack. My worth of se...

I took my youngest daughter and son on a short road trip to Eastern Idaho, so we could tour the Idaho Falls Temple during the public Open...

Right this moment, I am turning 50 years, 50 days, and 50 minutes old, while my world is simultaneously rising up and crashing down on top o...

"Heroes (we could be)" by Alesso is the song which came on when the absence of Bradan finally hit me in November. He and Kristin u...

On Monday, the family attended my Uncle Harold's service. It was a wonderful life tribute filled with stories of near- death adventures,...

The piercing words a mother refuses to hear were spoken during a follow-up appointment with the surgeon at St. Luke's Medical Center t...

Year after year, night after night, gallon of milk after gallon of milk, I watched my son eat a heaping bowl of soggy cereal, right before...

Eighteen years ago, my first son was born. I remembered hearing earlier from an ultrasound tech that I was going to be having a baby boy....