I’m staying in room 123 tonight. The girl at the front desk, who was maybe a year or two younger, asked if I was here for the Celtic festival. If I had replied that I was moving here to start a new chapter of adventures, that probably would have prompted a more interesting conversation. Instead,…

The perfect day. A gift. Concluded quickly, but remembered indefinitely.

The surface wasn’t smooth. There were deep reveens, bumps, and hills. Yet what was under the surface wasn’t revealed until a bit of pressure was applied.

I walked the line and fell. I was caught, cared for, and comforted. But I didn’t notice that until I was back on my feet.

A hero. A simple philosophy, create an overflow of success to provide opportunity for others. Her desire for success was spurred on by a greater cause.