Complaints about lost constitutional rights are common these days, especially the six individual rights enumerated in the First Amendment.
As we see news stories and Facebook posts sharing comments and critiques about recent budget items that directly impact military families' futures, it is easy to sit back, type a snarky comment and continue the sharing train.
Imagine filling up your gas tank and realizing that the price you were charged was more than the price advertised. What would you do?
If this sounds like name-dropping, I apologize - but I am trying to make a point here.
Friday was my wife's birthday. Now, everyone knows that I write my articles ahead of time, so Jennifer's birthday has not occurred yet as I write this. But as you read it, she now officially is another year older. Hooray for Jennifer!
The way she was was a long way from what she became. I can't help thinking about how life veers so far away from the beginning of the journey and how the destination can vary drastically from where it all started.
For months now, I've heard complaints about the current state of the U.S. health-care system, but until recently, I had no specific reason to be dissatisfied. Then, I started my search for a new pediatrician for my daughter and "got a taste of some bad medicine."
Editor, St. Francis of Assisi said, "For it is in giving that we receive."
The 2014 session of the Georgia State Legislature will begin Monday.
I'm not sure what I think about 2013. But I do know some stuff caught my interest while other stuff didn't.
Dear Cameron: You have been in this world for a tad more than five years now. I think you would agree it has been a pretty good ride to this point. A lot of people love you and care deeply about you. When you are older, you will understand just how fortunate you are.
It was the summer of 1865, which - according to Charlie Tinker's diaries - had been a summer of oppressive heat. Its airless steaminess was made more miserable by the heavy sorrow that Charlie and his colleagues shouldered following the death of their commander-in-chief, Abraham Lincoln.
Recently, a co-worker who is fairly new to our staff here at the Courier made a comment that sent a wave of various emotions crashing over me.
The new year brings many things, including further budget discussions in Congress that could very drastically affect military life.
There's one more thing that the DeLong household must take care of as we move from the old year to the new year. That's right - taking down the Christmas decorations, lights and of course the Christmas tree.
The Sea Island Company wants to build a group of condominiums on what many people believe to be environmentally unsound ground. Why should you care?
The economic issue of our generation is the national debt.
I was just recently reading about people who "swim with the sharks." It seems there is some kind of thrill they get from this. I guess it's about an adrenaline rush. They get in a tank with maneaters, and sometimes they even touch them as they swim by.
I remember all of the Easters of my life more clearly than any other holidays. Christmases blur together with only a few standing out in my memory, such as the one when it snowed all day, the year I lost my voice completely and the two times that I wasn't home - one working in Washington, D.C., and another in London.
I always remember Easter as being a wonderful time of year. The colors of spring and the disappearance of snow (thankfully), the excitement of egg hunts and wearing new clothes for church on Sunday - it always was a special time in our house.
Deciding to have only one child was not an easy choice for my husband and me. We weighed the pros and cons, considered our careers and work demands, examined our finances, mapped out future plans, took our ages into account, set goals for ourselves and our daughter and thought long and hard about the options before us. Really, we did.
I wish I had been there. In Jerusalem. With Jesus.
As anyone who gets behind the wheel knows, driving around the Coastal Empire can be an exercise in frustration, but there's always a bright side. In our case, it's this: Traffic here is still a cakewalk compared to what our fellow motorists in Atlanta have to deal with on a daily basis.
Congress appointed an independent commission to travel the United States and hold meetings with active and retired soldiers and their spouses. The commission is designed to see what is important to our military and their families - even though there already is a proposed budget that outlines the cuts that will affect our military families.
MOULTRIE - Today at the breakfast club, not a mention was made of the Ukrainian crisis, the missing Malaysian airliner or Obamacare - nary a word. It was all about small talk. Small talk, but by way of deep thought.
For years, I blamed it on those royal-blue suede high-heel pumps. The ones with the ridiculously tall, spiked heel and absurdly pointed toe. I was 22 when I bought them, 36 when I donated them to the Salvation Army.
I don't believe in illness. OK, perhaps I should rephrase that - I don't believe in a minor illness' ability to keep me down. Unless I'm dragging a limb, hospitalized or totally unable to keep food down at all, I refuse to disrupt my ultra-busy daily routine to do silly things like "rest" or "recuperate."
Editor, The annual Spring Book and Yard Sale sponsored by the Friends of the Richmond Hill Library on Saturday, April 5, was a resounding success. Although FOL offers books for sale every day in the library, the spring and fall sales are special events that raise the majority of the funds the group contributes to meet the library's needs.
Some of my favorite memories involve time being quiet.
Editor, I saw small-town family values and teamwork by rec coach Tyler Gunderson and the Richmond Hill Wildcats basketball team that made them come to life in Richmond Hill. This team won the league for the season.