Muted
Yesterday, I cried. Silent, slow tears in the car on the way home from our cabin. I think it’s the first time I’ve cried during the pandemic. I’m not sure…
Tag: conversation
We need the village. We do.
Monday evening I was at parent-teacher conferences. My youngest son is a senior in high school and is currently involved in a large solo art project in a nearby community. …
Local Coffee Shop Round-up
Years ago we had a quaint coffee shop in our town. It was called Blue Cup. It wasn’t here when we moved here, twenty years ago. But, with-in a few…
On Being Awkward
I am a person who does not easily fit with others. On the surface, it might seem like I am congenial. But, in truth, I struggle with small talk and…
