Rashional Thoughts

By Jennifer Davis Rash My sweet friend was more gracious than I deserved. She shrugged it off and said not to worry about it. I

By Jennifer Davis Rash When his truck’s gas tank nears half full, my father-in-law can’t rest until he finds a gas station to fill the

By Jennifer Davis Rash The more I talked the more his eyes glazed. Why I continued to spill out the ridiculous amount of information, I

By Jennifer Davis Rash It’s that time of year again — time to start fresh, set new goals, attempt to improve. Could this be the

By Jennifer Davis Rash The nice older gentleman wasn’t thrilled about driving me up and down the rows of smashed vehicles, but he did it.

By Jennifer Davis Rash The little boy’s story on the morning news program captured my attention as I was scurrying around to get ready for

By Jennifer Davis Rash The cellphone rang one too many times. But it won’t happen again, at least not from that particular phone. It didn’t