Dear Kobe, When I heard you were gone it was like being punched in the gut. Not because I knew you. I mean celebrities pass on all the...

“Taneka, aren’t you tired?” This was a question posed to me Monday morning by the man who manages our weight room. He was concerned...

I sat on the edge of the wooden ledge contemplating whether I should jump or not. My forehead was sweating, and it wasn’t even hot...