We might not have met, but to me, you ARE a friend.  You see, for as long as I can remember, I have had an insatiable desire to hold others in my heart.  I live to make a difference, and that cannot happen unless I open myself to others. It’s a risk, can be both a blessing and a curse, yet gives life such meaning on so many levels!

Somehow, the most interesting revelations come to me while doing such mundane tasks. After making the bed this morning, I mused, “I’ve made the bed… That was the last thing my mother ever taught me.”  Suddenly a plethora of ideas overcame me all at once, like a tsunami after an magnitude 8.5 earthquake. I could do nothing to stay this tidal onslaught, so I surrendered, and allowed it to carry me away to my computer.