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.
I know he’s in this picture. I took it. I was there. I’ve seen him. But no matter how much I scroll down, he doesn’t show up. The page just cuts him off. He is nowhere to be found, even though I know he’s just….
