He said very little. He smiled and listened as they sat alongside the campfire. They never saw the seeds he left behind…but weeks later they felt them growing in their hearts.
Seeds...
First day...
She’s going to hate me and this photo, but it’s all I could manage in the swirl of this morning.
Amongst a season of change and new chapters, I’m proud of this woman that I’m lucky to experience life alongside. In a tough market and a chaotic world, today is her first day in a new position with a new company…continuing to tackle the challenging, yet rewarding, work of immigration. I can’t not say something about this. It’s huge on so many levels and I am tearfully beaming for her.
She is amazing at what she does and how she does it. True story. And while I am heavily biased, I have witnessed firsthand the time and care and precision she takes with each and every person she interacts with. She understands the implications of her work. She knows that lives will me impacted. It all matters to her. Deeply.
And damn I love her for that (and so much more).
In today’s climate, I’m thankful for people like Sara…out (t)here operating with a big heart. She gives me hope.
That guy...
He's followed me around for almost 53 years and I still can't quite figure him out. He keeps his distance, but damn he's loyal.
That morning everything came to a halt...
That morning everything came to a halt. It didn't matter where you were going, what you had to do or when you had to be there. The sun demanded attention. It carved out a space which required all who passed to shield their eyes, flip their visor and acknowledge their dirty windshield.
