Such a welcome

A woman I’ve never met walks by my house each and every day. This in and of itself is not extraordinary. But her constancy is. Every day, at the same time, she walks, backpack on her back. Both straps fastened, limping. Hat and sunglasses on, even on cloudy days. In the summer, she walks with…

Shiny and new

Man, this is hard to admit. But it’s oh so true. I want to remain shiny and new. In love, at least. New love–the kind where the other person’s heart skips a beat when they see you. And yours when you see them. Who doesn’t love that feeling, right? It’s not that I don’t love…