"Take the time that you need."
Yesterday I said those words to a grieving mother and realized those were the words I wanted to hear.
"Take the time that you need."
Yesterday I said those words to a grieving mother and realized those were the words I wanted to hear.
While in Ohiopyle, Pennsylvania, we went back to the Cascades where my phone began it's journey to the Mississippi last year. This time, I managed to keep my phone in my possession.
We filled up the back of a pick-up truck with buckets of sap, ready to be boiled down to maple syrup.
Sometimes emotions are like this path--a mush of snow, mud, water, decaying leaves and strangers' footprints.