While I ate cake at a family gathering: Thoughts on family

I stood in the corner, a paper plate with a slice of cake in my lap. My eyes widened with confusion. Looking around me, I realized: I don’t know that many happy families.

A Happy Place: Grandparents’ House

Do you want to go with your grandpa? Of course! Already packed! What an adventure that 20-minute drive to our grandparents’ house was, driving that old road that needed repair – driving there or riding a roller coaster is practically the same thing – in Grandpa’s Clio, listening to the same cassette on blast, andContinueContinue reading “A Happy Place: Grandparents’ House”