“It’s not 7:00 yet, Jack,” I murmured groggily. Slowly, but quietly, my son plodded out of our room and I heard his bedroom door gently shut. Soon – too soon – he returned, however, crawling into our bed, elbows stabbing my eye and knees pushing into my side. “It’s 7:00,”…
I have turned back the clock. Sort of. This turning back the hands of time hasn’t removed the wrinkles that have settled in around my eyes. Nor has it given me the energy and flair that I had a decade ago. But I do feel like I have returned to…
A recent visit to a bed and breakfast outside of Chicago inspired my latest Urban Times post on historical tourism. The inn was steeped in a tradition so wholesome that I almost felt as if I had been transported to another era. I was reminded that sometimes a person doesn’t…
Gratitude is an art of painting an adversity into a lovely picture. ~Kak Sri Thanksgiving Day is nearly upon us. That splendid time of year when we gather with friends and family, stuff our bellies, and give thanks for all the blessings that have been bestowed upon us. Thanksgiving might…
The election is behind us. Finally. Some of us may be happier than others about the outcome, but at least the election drama is over. Regardless of whether you had red eyes last Wednesday morning due to excessive sobbing or due to late night celebrations, I think that many of…
He that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself; for every man has need to be forgiven. — Thomas Fuller “I’m sorry” is a common phrase around our house. It seems that I need to forgive or ask for forgiveness on an almost daily basis.…