Warby Parker Sees Me

Warby Parker Sees Me

You don’t always get the things you want in life, but sometimes you do, and when that happens, you can thank God, or your lucky stars, or Warby Parker.

The story I’m about to tell is one I treasured in my heart for months after it happened because I’m learning how good it can be to hold on to something as mine for a time.

To Love That Well

To Love That Well

My experiences of Shakespeare are threefold and minimal: Maggie O’Farrell’s Shakespeare-inspired novel Hamnet, which I read in March of last year; not attending the yearly Veritas Shakespeare plays, but knowing people in them; and memorizing one Shakespeare sonnet.

Only Once

Only Once

Last November 6th was my eightieth (and final) time waterskiing in 2022 because that was the date of my ski accident. The rope broke and I fell so hard and hurt my ribs and didn’t ski again for seventeen weeks. On March 5th of this year, the weather was warm enough and I was recovered enough to ski again and the rest is history.

Live Free

Live Free

[The following post is a journal entry from April 17, 2023, which also happens to be my three-quarter birthday.]

This past Friday, I said to TJ that I really wished the track meet for Cash and Story hadn’t gotten moved to Saturday. TJ was sitting at the table and started asking me about why I wished that.