One word your fall can’t do without
A number of people tried to shush him yesterday before he could speak the words: “the end of summer.” I wondered why. Is it simply that we like the beach?…
When the deadlines weigh heavy
When the deadlines weigh heavy and the decisions are too big, I turn again like the child not sure what to make of the sticky mess, hands held out for…
Thank you. . .
. . . you who guide and let go, again and again and again. You show me that love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. . . you…