God, my shepherd! I don’t need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, You find me quiet pools to drink from. True to your word

(Remember, joy is not living in the absence of any challenge or pain, it is the ability to move through challenges, pain, and happiness...

It has been passed down for at least three, four generations. Maybe more. Way too much butter, cocoa powder, milk, a secret ingredient...

It truly was summer vacation. “Back in the day,” as they say—Memorial Day Weekend to the Tuesday after Labor Day—yes, those were the days.

Inertia and joy have always propelled me forward. Don’t get me wrong. I have lived a wonderful life but far from a charmed life.