I always buy my daily cup of tea at the same store. When I was in line paying one day this week, the cashier asked if I ever bought meat at the store. I said sometimes, and asked if there was a sale. She said no but did I remember a young man who was always smiling at the butcher counter and I said I did. She said, “He passed away from an asthma attack.”
He was my age. Continue reading
When my 14-year-old son started high school this year, he was nervous. He only knew a handful of kids and had no idea what to expect. I told him to be himself and he would find his tribe. Then he tried out for the school play.
For the last two nights I watched my quiet son act like a rambunctious elf on stage. He was embraced by the cast of mostly older students and received countless compliments from his newfound peers. Continue reading