Karen Allen

The Christmas lights on the tree have gone dark, the gifts are opened, the music on the radio isn’t festive…

Every Christmas, when I was growing up, Daddy gave my two sisters and me one of those big, fat candy…

Give thanks? Seriously? I hung up the phone and saw the small plaque peering back at me. The words “In…

Have you ever witnessed a falling star? It’s a beautiful thing. And so amazing as it happens at just the…

When I was a pre-teen, I often rode my bicycle down the hill to Suzy’s apartment. We engaged in typical…

As a nurse practitioner (NP) for over 40 years, I’ve worked with many patients, from the youngest in a neonatal…