
I usually become angst about 2 days into a vacation, already anticipating its end and the return to normalcy. Although I can attest no place has a bed as sweet as home. (Hat tip to the inventor of memory foam.) … Continue reading
I usually become angst about 2 days into a vacation, already anticipating its end and the return to normalcy. Although I can attest no place has a bed as sweet as home. (Hat tip to the inventor of memory foam.) … Continue reading
Standing on the shore last night with my family at sunset, setting Wade’s feet upon the beach for the first time, I started to cry. I hadn’t expected to feel so sharply, and it caught me off guard. It was … Continue reading