Finding heaven on earth

Monday afternoon, about 5 o’clock, I took Max for a walk to the mailbox. The temperature was in the low 60s, the humidity was low, the breeze was light. I stared up into the sky and saw endless blue, streaked with wisps of white. I remember feeling intensely aware of my surroundings — the weight…


A preacher colleague of mine messaged me on Facebook this week.  He wanted to tell me I was on a list of people who have not claimed their big check from Such-and-Such Government Agency.  After discovering that he did not know two of his own daughters, confirming my suspicions of a hack, I told him I had reported him to Facebook.