"Never Give Up" Meet Joe Woodley "I was involved in a long-distance relationship with a young lady from Columbus. We had known each other for quite some time and I had traveled to Columbus numerous occasions. In April of 1998, she called to inform me that she was pregnant. Having grown up with my father not being involved in my life, I wanted to do what I thought was the right thing, and be there for my child. Frankly, I was afraid and I knew that I was ill-prepared to be a father at the time, but that August I boarded a Greyhound bus which departed Grand Central...

 A story of Fighting Blindness "When I was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa at age 14, I was told by my retina specialist that I wouldn’t have trouble with vision until I was “much, much older.” Apparently, late 20’s was “older.” At 28 years old, I started noticing that I couldn’t see my 6-month-old daughter’s face very well. If I stared at her eyes, I couldn’t see her nose, let alone the rest of her body. I then started realizing that if I looked at my mom on the couch, I couldn’t see my dad sitting directly next to her. I was missing handshakes, curbs, and wet...

A Story of Grief @jessfpetersen "I am a married mom of three kids - Sadie, Colin and Elise. My husband Brian and I have been married for 11 years, but have known each other since we were kids. I work in media relations for Lifeline of Ohio and consider it a privilege to work in the field of organ, eye and tissue donation. I am also the #1 Button Artist in the state of Ohio...

"When I was 17 I remember sitting at my Grandfathers oak table tracing the knots in the wood a thousand times as if I were Pac-man trying to find my exit out.  As I flipped through Polaroid pictures laying on the table my Grandfather said to me in a stern voice---don’t mix those pictures up-they tell a story, from beginning to end. My knack for knowing strangers, people, community and their stories came long before I.  Like a family cornbread recipe it was handed down to me from my Grandfather to my Mother, and then I. I intend to also give it away someday. I...

Meet Mike Davis: Behind the Scenes of Cap City Diner, Dublin {3/3} Mike is the Diner Manager at Cap City Diner's newest location in Dublin. He started out as a Fine-Arts major in college waiting tables at the Ocean Club.  There, he fell in love with the company and got into business. "We're allowed to take great care of our people and our guests. There is no other place like it." You can tell the minute you meet Mike that he truly loves what he's doing.  His enthusiasm and knowledgable of not only the restaurant industry, but the history of Cameron Mitchell, as well as, each restaurant was--inspiring. Before landing...

Part 1: Saira (Right) @dahliaoccassions; After meeting at a community gathering years ago and becoming instant friends (through their shared passion for decorating and weddings) they decided to became business partners. Saira is originally from Pakistan and came to the United States in 1997. "I got married to a wonderful man and I am blessed with two beautiful daughters." Saira has been teaching Pre-School for the past 10 years as a head start teacher, "I love it. My other passion is weddings--I love weddings! Happy people, bright lights, bright colors, and beautiful decor always makes me happy. And ultimately this was the reason I decided to go...

Part 1: The Brothers @buckeyevodka📷 Buckeye Vodka is an intentional well-thought-out product that was designed, developed, and founded by 4 brothers (well almost)---Brothers Jim & Chris Finke, Brother-in-law Tom Rambasek, and good friend and CFO Marty Clarke founded Crystal Spirits, LLC and developed the Buckeye Vodka brand. 🍁 I'm sure it's not hard to put together that they're Ohioans--I mean come on, they named their vodka "Buckeye".. for a reason. The Finke’s are fourth generation Ohioans from Dayton. Tom was raised in the suburbs of Cleveland, and all four were educated at different Ohio universities. 🍁 The distillery is located in Dayton where each bottle of vodka is hand-crafted by...

  [caption id="attachment_9448" align="aligncenter" width="300"] Photo Credit: Perfect Peace Photogrpahy[/caption] Monday, March 16th, 2015. I was a day shy of 19 weeks pregnant. I had finally started to accept that I was going to be a single mother. I was 28 years old and I had a decent job, after all. But I admit that in my heart of hearts, I still didn't love the idea of walking into that ultrasound alone. This was going to be the big one; the one where the doctor tells you that you're having a perfect little baby boy and sets you on track to revel in the bliss of impending motherhood...

My dad started showing signs of Alzheimer’s when I was in high school. Let me tell you, there’s no worse combination in the world than a teenager and dementia patient under the same roof. I suppose all terminal illnesses are vicious in their own way, but Alzheimer’s really enjoys itself. It relishes in its slow and meticulous nature. It doesn’t want you to miss out on anything. Especially losing your loved one twice. Once when you watch everything about them slowly disappear over the course of a decade or so and then a second time when you have to actually bury them. You’d think watching your parent...