The Michigan State Trooper rolled down his window and gave me a questioning look with a tentative thumbs up. I was on the side of the road with my hazards on, looking at a map. I channeled my grandma Leta who once gave her doctor a check, requesting he deliver it to...
I chose early October to visit Utah because it was Fall Break at my kids’ school. I didn’t know the Aspens and Maples would be at their peak color; that part was pure luck. Claire, Johna and I rode as Matthew drove our rented black 4runner through for the Cache...
I typed “I have a lot of words to share,” which autocorrected to “I have a lot of words to shed.” I caught my breath and stopped to consider this perspective, this flicker of an idea sparked by autocorrect. Share, by definition, requires more than one person. Usually,...
