Why not recognize how much stuff goes right in our lives? Every single day. The other day I was in a grocery store line. There was an elderly man ahead of me, interacting with the cashier. They were sorting out... Continue Reading →
Sitting at Starbucks as I write. I am looking at the back of a woman's body sipping a cup of Starbucks Coffee. She reminds me of my mother so much that tears start falling down my face. Where is she... Continue Reading →
