After waiting for over two hours for my son to return from his trip, off from the plane came a young man who looked a lot like my YaYa. The only problem was that he spoke kind of funny saying “bonsoir momma” and asking if I could cook him up some escargot. My mouth must [...]
Life is a journey and, for me, running is a huge part of it. Just like a great run, it has easy and tough parts. It is beautiful at times and ugly at others. Hopefully, I will reach the finish feeling good about what I have accomplished and leave a long trail of bread crumbs to show, those that wish to know, where I have been.
