I check my email as I head upstairs for my shower. The inbox remains stubbornly empty. I put the phone
Happiness or sorrow – whatever befalls you, walk on, untouched, unattached.
Waving the spouse and kids off, I walked around my home. The weeds and the tall grass stood out in
Reaching home unusually early last evening, I stood by the stove fixing dinner and forced him to switch the TV
Photographs have a way of making me melancholy. I look at pictures from my past and relive the moment the