This re-location professional was teaching me a HUGE lesson in boundaries. He could pack someone’s seemingly useless items with the same care as someone’s perceived expensive artifacts because he wasn’t taking any of it home. He didn’t need to pack a lot of old baggage in these boxes-why did I? That’s when a glow of appreciation began to warm my heart...
At Ground Level: a tattered envelop
I recently came across two old envelops snugly filed away. One was weathered and showed its age with the shade of yellow that only archived paper achieves. Hidden within this envelop -postmarked Albuquerque 1959- was a letter to my grandmother “written” by a two-week old me. The other envelop from the past, too, but not … Continue reading At Ground Level: a tattered envelop