Columns

It took two weeks to decorate our Christmas tree. Two weeks. The beautiful lush fir tree stood straight and firm in the corner of the living room in its sand pail, patiently waiting for its holiday dressing, but I couldn’t do it.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Santa, I am writing to you because I know this year I won’t be allowed to see you in person to…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

One of the best things to come of this mucked up merry season is that it has really brought forth the luxury of staying home for the holidays, of shopping local and being grateful for where I live.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Even the strongest marriages will be tested when it comes time to put up the Christmas tree. I know…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

I cannot speak for my husband, the Carpenter, but I suspect there are times when being married to…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

This year certainly has been one to remember. I think that from a mental health perspective, it…

I’ve recently been reminded in my marriage that while opposites attract, sometimes we’re not…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

I recently had a short visit with my 18 year-old son who is living on his own in what is…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…