We delight in the beautiful changing of the leaves. Why don’t we delight in the beautiful changing of ourselves?
Years ago I learned to put expectations aside.
It’s okay to get a good belly laugh once in a while, or a lot.
There is magic in baking. I take a group of very different and strange ingredients, and the final result are something that looks nothing like the original ingredients.
I think that is the operative word–respect. People seem to have lost respect lately.
We connected, not as buddies from high school, but as adults who have lived life.