This summer my wife, Yvette, and I decided to serve our passion for locally grown foods by volunteering for the Lewes farmers market in Delaware. After learning the ropes of the market, we were placed at the main entrance to serve as greeters. “Here,” Linda, the...
I will never forget the doctor who asked me, “Has it occurred to you that your family suffers from mental illness?” “No! No, sir, it did not, and please don’t say that again,” I wanted to respond, embarrassed and ashamed by that truth. At the time, I preferred to...
“Please remind me… how did we first meet?” I asked Heather, a woman I had become friendly with via social media. Sitting across a cloth-covered table, with the ocean a hundred yards to my left, I expected to hear that we knew each other through social media. Her...
“If someone throws salt at you, and you don’t have any open wounds, it won’t hurt,” a friend shared, after hearing about a situation that was upsetting for me. A few days later, my wife, Yvette, got bit on the thumb by one of our cats while trying to get her into the...
A few weeks ago, I was hanging out in the kitchen with my friend, Kate, and her two children. When I asked her what the best part of her day had been, she said, “My coffee.” It wasn’t the first time Kate referred to coffee as the best part of her day. Concerned, I...