Coming Home

There’s an understandable mix—a collection of feelings: a burst of joy, a sigh of relief,a pang of regret, a whisper of trepidation. We go away, but then come to:A return journey or a fresh start—perhaps both. We may venture to a familiar place,but that doesn’t mean we’re traveling in reverse. The sands of time continue…

A Present

If time is a present, why does it so often feel like a burden? To enjoy the time we have requires that we have some concept of both its length and breadth.  Yet, no man knows the hour at which his clock will expire. No woman can foresee which sunset will be her last. Every…