I Fall for it Every Year

I Fall for it Every Year

As I type this, I’m chuckling. At myself. This quote is what I murmur under my breath ALL SUMMER LONG here in southeast Georgia, where the summers are stifling hot, humid, bug-filled, and breezeless. Just make it through the summer, and it will be Fall! I try—truly I...
A Life Lesson from the Confidant Kid Down the Street

A Life Lesson from the Confidant Kid Down the Street

Each morning this past school year, he patiently stood on the gravel at the end of his driveway, near the corner, where the school bus stopped to pick him up. Depending on when I can rouse myself out of bed, I often passed him during my daily walk. He was shorter than...