I haplessly fell backward on my bed, blew a sharp breath out of my mouth, and stared at the ceiling.
Articles by Danita LaShelle Jones
I sat in my idle car and drummed my thumbs on the steering wheel. Another glance at the clock revealed…
One of my favorite ways to relax at the end of a stressful day is to play games on my…
After a losing battle trying to find a comfortable sleeping position, I sat up in bed, maneuvered my laptop around…
By the time my husband and I added a set of twins to our already rambunctious 5- and 2-year-old, family…
There I was again, speaking with hushed tones into my cellphone as I talked my husband through the tangled wires…
In retrospect, I took a lot for granted. My 12-year-old daughter, whom we affectionally refer to as Ladybug, has probably…
Of all the places to have a meltdown, mine happened in the parking lot of the public library. Last summer,…
I am a theater person. I was introduced to it in kindergarten, majored in it in college, and have…
The gas gauge needle settled on 3/4 full, and I sighed in relief. However, as I began the 80-mile trek…