Liz Flaherty's Blog

On my morning scroll through Facebook, I enjoyed the few messages and memes and funny graphics still allowed. I clicked on some news...

Danielle from Winter’s Kiss doesn’t like winter, and for years, I’ve sided with her. Winter has never been my season. The cold bites, the...

I was going to take this week off, because I didn't have it in me. Every school shooting, every senseless death of a child or staff member diminishes something in me as a mom and a nana, in who we are as a country. Although I believe in the power of prayer and the importance of hope, it gets harder every time. Every Single Time.

Most stories start with "what if…" Ours had a different conception. Mother and daughter watching a rom-com. Daughter: We could have...

I like Cracker Barrel. It's our go-to restaurant when we are on the road. Its service is almost always good, its associates friendly, its...

I wrote this in 2009. Yes, really. Sixteen years ago. I've used it since, I'm sure, but not recently that I recall. Some things, and how...

The first essay I ever had published was for the Peru Tribune. I think I was paid $5.00 for it. It was about abortion--from the point of...

I didn't know what seventy-five would look like, or how it would feel, or how it would sound. I didn't know what kind of food would taste...

Recently, I met a friend and former colleague for lunch. We hadn’t seen each other in a while, so first we got caught up on our families’...

I knew I should be doing something this morning ... but it's raining. I'm not sure what that has to do with anything, but there it is. I...