+heart Poem We knew from the start, that we could end up in parts. In the end, there could be scars and shattered hearts. I took the risk...

Not to be a "Debbie Downer" (no hate to Debbies of the world), but the holidays have become more and more unenjoyable. Now before you...

One secret I fail to keep is that I grew up poverty-stricken. Food banks, Hud housing, and bill roulette was ingrained in the Rice...