What Do You Call Tardiness When You Find It’s Perfect Timing?
I had heard the advice way back in February but failed to act on it. Had I blown it? Was I too late? No! I’m exactly where I need to be right now.
Sands of time…
A memoir: I am at Caspersen Beach, watching three of my five children play with my sister’s three children. My sister is there, and so, of course, is my mother. It seems she is always there with me. We consider it our own personal beach. On this particular sunny day, we sit and talk about…