“You know, while I appreciate your words, people saying they are sending prayers is pretty much a throwaway line these days.”
A stranger is working into my lunches and dinners — rough around the edges, lacking any redeeming sense of taste and abruptly showing up when least expected. I’m done with him.
My mother, when faced with a difficult situation or going through a trying time, would always step back and put things in perspective with a few simple words.
“Sometimes, you just got to let it go and move on,” said the woman.
Getting older continually brings along unexpected challenges.
My wife and I finish each other’s sentences — but not for the reasons you might think.
In a strange turn of events, I am learning to be a father all over again.
Apalachicola, Florida is either in the middle of nowhere or the center of the universe depending on who is doing the talking.
Hindsight is a remarkable thing — a moment of clarity that can only come from a different point of view.
This week, the local Rotary Club held a program honoring and celebrating military service.
“The young man outside said your car won’t start.”
Today the screen of our smartphone contains clever solutions and shortcuts to nearly every problem but one: life.
“Aim for the front or right edge,” says the man standing next to me.
Everyone loves an open-door policy. But earlier this week, I saw a different take on the phrase.
Technology is going to be the end of civilization — and I’m not referring to weapons.
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