With Time on Our Hands

On this last Friday of 2017, I am thinking a lot about how we spend our time — time that flies by so fast and furiously with all the “shoulds” and “musts” and lists galore. I’ve been paying quite a bit of attention to what happens when some of that pressure is lifted. What happens…

Finding Treasures in those Old Photographs (Write Every Day, 23)

It was when I was searching and sorting through my old photos yesterday for a particular photograph that time seemed to stand still.  What a wonderful break from the disasters unfolding around the country.  I found myself deep in “remember whens” — such nostalgia.  During my walk down memory lane, the biggest draw on my…