Putting it in park, Taking in a breath of fresh air Back in high school, I drove a 1982 Jeep CJ7. I’d tear that thing down through the side roads and by roads. A winding tree-lined road in the middle of nowhere…I was gone. And it…
Learning to enjoy the Process as much as the Product Somewhere young in life I realized I had a problem. A chocolate problem. That early intuition was only confirmed soon thereafter by a little book I read by Robert Kimmel Smith. Chocolate Fever. From the back cover:…
Choosing What Story to Tell Tuesday Morning. 9:38am. Sitting at a metal table, under a yellow umbrella, big blue blanket of California sky up above. As I sit here, looking back on these past couple weeks, my mind wanders and wonders. A couple months from now,…
Learning to trust in the way of the Wise I never intended to spend three weeks in a row waxing on and off about my son’s lost “lovey”. But when cracks and crevices are creaked open within us, there’s space newly made to work through our…
Matt wanted to borrow a book before he left. I combed the shelves. Thinking of my friend. Thinking of what we had around the house. Lonesome Dove. Something by Toni Morrison. High Fidelity. Nick Hornby…Matt would love Nick Hornby. But it didn’t feel just. right.
