For my husband's 69th birthday, I asked his older sister to drive me to the neighborhoods where they grew up. I photographed the grocery store, his schools, the churches he attended, the vacant lot where his childhood home once stood. I printed the photos and placed them in an album. My husband, a verbose storyteller, especially about his life growing up as one of nine siblings, was very surprised. Nola Nolen 74, Harmony, Pa.
Don't let them push you around, my youngest son said halfway through the Camino de Santiago. You don't have to get up early if you don't want to. I didn't know that was an option, replied his brother from his bunk. This subversive banter is what our family sounds like now. The old hierarchy has loosened. We are four adults negotiating the day.
To my four beautiful daughters, who I am lucky enough to be sharing the stage with, I am so happy to teach the blessings and the lessons of this game to you guys, through you guys. I am so happy to have you at the games on the sideline with me, and I can't wait for you to cheer me on next year when we're kicking a--.
I grew up skiing. As in, we lived in the mountains and skied every weekend of winter, kind of thing. At one point, early in our relationship, my husband looked at me, semi-astonished: "I think you're better on skis than feet." So it was reaaaally important to me that, first, my then fiancé (now husband) and I could share this amazing sport together,
Stephanie, a fourth-grade teacher, and Jason, an electrical contractor, first turned to adoption in 2017, after struggling with infertility and enduring multiple unsuccessful attempts to get pregnant. That year, they were matched with their son, AJ, just one week old at the time, and now 8. Stephanie described AJ as "the answer to our prayers." "I knew he was created for us," she told Jenna.
I was five years old when I had my first encounter with a black bear. In the spring of 1990, my father, a wildlife biologist, brought home an orphaned three-month-old cub in a cardboard box. The cub's mother, having burrowed beneath the roots of an old tree, had been killed in the den by a logging excavator, but the cub, weighing barely more than a bag of apples, survived. Forestry workers caught the young bear and dropped it off at the Fish and Wildlife office in Peace River, Alberta, where my dad worked, and he called my mom with the news.
BARQUISIMETO, Venezuela - Melania Perozo, a rosary around her neck, a portrait of her son, Dario Pastor Estrada, in her hands, walked through the crowd to the statueof the Virgin of La Divina Pastora - Mary, the Divine Shepherdess.
The exhibit, which runs Jan.15-March 14 at the De Anza College museum, is presented in conjunction with Silicon Valley Reads and its 2026 theme, "Bridges to Belonging." Self, family and neighborhood portraits reflect South Bay Area faces and stories. Marie Cameron's "People in My Neighborhood" series grew from her desire to meet and celebrate essential workers and creatives in her hometown of Los Gatos. The portraits include her neighbor's caregiver, grocery store and café workers, an artist, an author and a small business owner.
I remember the moment this photo was taken: five years ago, on my partner Claire's birthday, in a National Trust for Scotland garden six miles east of Edinburgh. We were standing on a wooden deck, an ideal spot for pond-dipping with the kids and a lesser-known viewing platform for trainspotters. This is where my autistic son, then six, loved (and still loves) to jump in tandem with the ScotRail trains toggling back and forth in the middle distance.
Despite being alone, I say this loudly over and over and over again as I make my way up the brick walkway that leads to our house. That I had to go back seventeen years to find this reassurance for myself is troubling, back to when the dog was just a wish, albeit a persistent one coming from our daughter Meredith. That was when I voted no.
Alex Pereira 's father teared up after receiving a gift from his son. Pereira recently surprised his father with a brand new electric cart, which was seemingly the gift he wanted. Pereira's father couldn't control his tears, which is a rare sight for the UFC light heavyweight champion. "Is this what you wanted? Now you can drive it around," Pereira said on Instagram. "It's not easy to make him cry just because of a little car."
Born in Cumbria, Helen Skelton, 42, began her broadcasting career at BBC Radio Cumbria and Newsround. From 2008 to 2013, she was a Blue Peter presenter. Her other credits include reporting on the London 2012 Olympics and presenting Countryfile and BBC Morning Live; she also voices Annie in Fireman Sam. In 2023, she published her autobiography, In My Stride. A new series of her show Lost and Found in the Lakes starts on 5 January on BBC One.
Dylan shares her kids with Brian Fichera. In July, Dylan announced that she and Fichera, whom she married in 2012, were separating. "I want to share with you that a few months ago, Brian and I made the decision to separate," she said on Instagram at the time. "We began as friends, and we will remain the closest of friends. Most importantly, we will continue to co-parent our three wonderful boys together with nothing but love and respect for one another. Thank you as always for your support."
David Darke, 66, sustained a serious head injury after an assault outside the Crown Inn in Appleby Magna on the evening of Sunday 21 December. Leicestershire Police said the grandfather-of-three died at the Queen's Medical Centre in Nottingham almost a week later, on Saturday. Nathan Gothard, 36, of Church Street in Appleby Magna is due to appear at Leicester Magistrates' Court on Monday, accused of Mr Darke's murder.
We lived in an older house, so we had to do a lot of updating to get it ready for the market, sell it, and get it under contract. We moved from a six-bedroom home to a three-bedroom apartment, so we really had to downsize - everything from furniture and lawn tools to our two cars had to go. I decreased all of our clothing to a quarter of what we had.
As the oldest of three sisters who grew up with two nurturing parents and involved grandparents nearby, my home and family mean everything to me. My family has always been my rock: from attending my first Pride parade with me when I came out as queer in high school to having my entire family drive six hours each way to move me in when I went to college.
"I seen my father under the Christmas tree, getting it ready and putting presents under it," he said. The next morning, he said, "I asked my sister if my father was Santa Claus's helper. She said, 'No, fool. He is Santa Claus.'" "That's probably one of the best Christmases I've ever had," he said. He recalled the feeling of his mother and father kissing him goodnight, and tucking him into bed.
