I left my little black book at a cafe today at lunch, and I already have separation anxiety. It’s more than just a little black book. It’s my dayplanner, doodlepad and secret hiding place all rolled into one. It’s important to me. I know it’s still at the café; I just called, and it’s waiting […]

I rode a ferris wheel, the bumper cars and one of those you-stand-up-and-they-spin-you-high-in-sky rides at a church fair on Sunday. I was fine — I was ecstatic — until that last one. My stomach leapt against the walls of my body. High up in the evening sky and at the top of my lungs, I […]