My Happy Place overlooks a construction zone.  Tim and I are in Delray Beach for the holiday, where we have a tiny sliver of paradise. Until recently, our condo overlooked a B & B, some dilapidated shacks that were home to stray cats and possums, and an empty lot - an oasis of green in the city where neighbors walk their dogs. We knew when we purchased it, of course, that we were now officially “City Dwellers,”as opposed to suburbanites, and that the landscape of our urban ne

On my nightstand sits a small glass dish which holds my rings, reading glasses— and this gentle reminder, inscribed on its surface: “Dear Normal Day, Let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may.” – Faithfully yours The name on the back simply reads, “Mary Jean’s Poem.” It’s lovely, isn’t it? And whenever I read it, it makes