It creeps in on silent feet when least expected. Surprises me, even when I think I’ve locked the door, deadbolted it. It’s sneaky like that. A joy stealer. Arrives like a thief in the night. A masquerader, a hypocrite. A tempter. Even a liar. Sometimes I throw cold water in its face, stop it in…
Glimpse of Sunshine
A truly beautiful and monumental thing happened just this morning. Only Hudson and I know about it. It involved three people, but only two of us “get it”. It’s after lunch now, and I was just pairing up winter boots and gloves by the side door, vacuuming up the salt and grime that comes with…
