I recently met 20 new angels …..maybe saints, not sure how to tell the difference. It’s been a long, way-too-hot summer here in Sacramento. Couldn’t go outside for longer than a few minutes during the many triple-digit-days. And just as bad as the heat keeping us inside, our furry-four-legged-pal, Mr Lincoln was on seven different medications around the clock for a month, making it pretty tough to stray far from home even in the air conditioned car as it was…
I don’t remember much about turning ten other than being excited that my age was now double digits. And of course, three more years to thirteen. WISDOM? Well, everyone knows that teenagers know everything! Twenty? I cried. I felt like twenty was in the middle of nowhere. I loved being a teenager and at twenty I was kicked outta that club but still not old enough to be considered an adult. Just kinda suspended for a year,…
“There’s two sides to every story.” That’s what my attorney-friend always says when I begin telling him a tale. “YES, two sides” I tease….”mine which is the truth and the other side which is either grossly exaggerated or just a plain ole lie.” And, I AM teasin’ when I say that. I realize that most times, there ARE two sides of the same tale; two different takes on the same happening. But have you ever been in a situation…