Sleeping alone in the back of a U-Haul truck. Hiding in fear during regular visits from law enforcement officers. Tiptoeing over drug paraphernalia, trying not to wake anyone. Nursing broken bones and abrasions. These are heartbreaking scenarios that Henrico CASA…
As I mentioned in my last note, RFM has switched to printing every other month, and I’m not gonna lie, it’s been an adjustment! This issue in particular has my mind all over the map – is it spring? Is…
Twenty years ago, the Richmond SPCA transitioned to a no-kill operating model. That shift marked not only a change in philosophy, but also a change in the types of programs that were offered – spaying and neutering being chief among…
Our 4-year-old son is in a wheelchair and has several disabilities. His older siblings (eight and ten) carry a lot of stress and anxiety related to our situation, whether they admit it or not. We are often out as a…
Many young families delay their estate planning. Common refrains include: We don’t have a lot of assets. It’s too expensive. We don’t know where to start. As the last two years have taught us, even otherwise healthy young adults are…
Kids can craft a one-of-a-kind gift for Moms, Dads, grads, and others using just a few supplies and (maybe!) a bit of help from a grown-up. Fun to make and customize, it’s a little purse/bank combination. What you need: •…
Are the spices in your pantry tasting dull? Why settle for lackluster herbs when you can grow your own and have them fresh at hand when you need them? It’s not complicated to cultivate your own supply of herbs, just…
Warm weather is here and most people are chomping at the bit to get out and enjoy music concerts, theatre productions, sporting events, and other entertainment. Since the pandemic, many venues have gone to only accepting digital tickets, making the…
It was love at first sight for me. The confident energy. The sleek build. The way his hind legs looked like he was wearing furry chaps – yes, the cowboy pants – when you caught a glimpse of him from…
It was the summer of 2020, the pandemic was in full swing, and once again I found myself in our downstairs bathroom, plunger in hand. While thankfully the quarantine had spared my family from getting sick, our 70-year-old plumbing just…
