Better Than it Was is Good Enough
The Baby Steps of Adulthood
Yesterday, a hail storm pounded my home region as I traversed I-79 through rain, sun, rain, and wet roads that make me wish giant mudflaps were mandatory. On my return, the clear two-lane roads that led me away from home were covered with decimated leaves, twigs, and general debris.
When I stopped by a friend’s h…
