I am the sort of person who needs a schedule. Left to my own devices, I will wander around in my house all day, wearing pajamas and leaving in my wake detritus consisting of the remains of crunchy snacks and coffee cups. So if I am to be productive at all, I must have a schedule. … [Read more...]
Today I wept in a coffee shop.
Today I wept in a coffee shop. The last four months have been both the best of times and the worst of times. I have all of the excitement of starting something new. No limits, nothing is off the table, no traditions or sacred cows. A blank slate. But also the complete lack of … [Read more...]
The Conversation
They were the loud table in the restaurant. It was Friday night, and Renee and I were out on a date at a little Tex-Mex restaurant not far from our apartment. We generally go to this one not because it’s awesome, but because it is seldom crowded and the food is dependable and … [Read more...]
Friends Show Up
Denise is one of my oldest friends. Her great-aunt was my next door neighbor. Some of my earliest memories of playing with other kids involve her. We would play in her aunt’s yard, making mud pies where the tractor had wallowed out a hole. In the fifth grade, I would change … [Read more...]
It’s good for people to forget who you are.
I once heard Rob Bell say that between book projects, he always has this fear that people will forget about him. That he will disappear from the memory of folks, and so no one will buy his next book, or come to his next event. He told this to his therapist, and his therapist … [Read more...]
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