“I love you.” How often do we say this? There are those who exclaim it without internalizing the depth and meaning, after all, we are a society that loves everything. “I love those shoes.” “I love going to the beach.” “I love Whataburger’s honey butter chicken sandwich.” (Okay, I truly do love the honey butter chicken sandwich)….
Month: August 2019
Orange Burst of Love
It was hot. Texas. August. Hot. I loaded my groceries into the car and returned my shopping cart, a simple, but mindful act. During a training session, years ago, the speaker (my friend, Cindy) reminded us that a person of character returns the cart. This task never fails to bring her to mind or the obligation that I must…
Lost
In first grade, my son Drew became lost at school. He had attended kindergarten at Holy Comforter Episcopal Church. The move from a one-classroom kindergarten to an elementary with more than 400 kids was overwhelming and intimidating. In the mornings, at Southside Elementary, the students gathered in the cafeteria. Each teacher met their students and escorted…
