Sometimes You’re the Windshield
6:15 a.m., this morning I lie in bed, counting to 30. We have many routines in our house, and this is mine. Veronica gets in the shower first. I go downstairs, fix coffee for us, fix breakfast for the kids, and bring her coffee before she’s done in the shower. If I’m efficient about it, […]Read more "Sometimes You’re the Windshield"