Soaking up the quiet of Saturday morning on my patio, I enjoy my coffee in the stillness before being productive becomes my focus. I look up and see my eldest son standing beside me. Somehow I spawned a ninja, because I did not hear him come out the back door. I am looking at an … Continue reading Confessions Over Coffee
As summer commenced, hope my 17-year-old son would land a job faded as quickly as my aspirations for an instant forty pound weight loss.