That's Life

Updated 12:00 a.m., Sun April 24, 2016

A slow walk down memory lane

I slowly opened the door to my parents’ house and looked inside, expecting to see chaos. The living room was still perfectly decorated and arranged, neat as a pin, as usual. I kept going. I came to the kitchen and saw no magnets on the refrigerator. Finally, something packed. My parents are downsizing from the home they’ve lived in for 35 years, and they bought a newer house just a mile down the road. My husband and I went to help them ... READ MORE

Packing party for parents happy, sad By TAMMY KEITH

I’m not sure what I’m about to walk into, but there’s a good chance I’m going to cry.