I had both boys with me. It was dinnertime. They were hungry. I was hungry. I had to stop by the bank to withdraw cash and I was dreading it with a capital D. Because something about lines and waiting and growling stomachs makes them see red and suddenly they are bulls in a ring, kicking and breathing heavy and …
How do you feel about your life?
If you and I were sitting at a quaint coffee shop, the hole-in-the-wall bests, with worn leather chairs, shelves lined with customer’s mugs, and dare I say it aloud? a fireplace, what beverage would you be sipping?