When a flat tire reminds me of a lesson

This was the scene yesterday afternoon.  I was sitting on the side of Interstate 80 in Iowa.  With a flat tire.  It was 5:45 p.m.  We left home at 4 a.m. yesterday morning. 4:07 a.m. to be exact.  We had an 18 hour drive planned. Hard day...

Being thankful for the broken

I took the photo. Artwork by Annie Barnett A brief explanation of where I’ve been the past few weeks: my dad died in March and I have not had much to share on this blog.  Thank you for your understanding.  Then, as I began to feel I had something...

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