Karen Allen
The History of Christmas
By Karen Allen |
You may be wondering what I could possibly say about the history of Christmas. I mean, Christmas is the celebration…
The House That Built Me
By Karen Allen |
Smack-dab in the heart of our hard-to-pronounce Indian-named city of Sylacauga is a two-story beige brick building with stained-glass windows…
The Great Adventure
By Karen Allen |
Over the course of my life, I have engaged in what I consider to be some adventurous activities. Among them…
Happy Birthday to Me!
By Karen Allen |
This has been a momentous year for me. I celebrated milestone accomplishments in my writing and publications. I added another…
I See God
By Karen Allen |
“When you look up into the sky and see the sun, moon, and stars – all the forces of heaven…
Memories, Messages, and Sentimental Blessings (by guest Jan White)
By Karen Allen |
I stared at our refrigerator door trying to decide what to do. I wasn’t hungry, so I wasn’t trying to…