Navigating Life's Tapestry
Are Promises Ever In Our Control?
The soft light of a September sun pierces through my windows—dancing alongside the walls.
My first memory of Ruth was a horse show weekend in Tewksbury, NJ. She and Emma Alexis and I traveled to this quaint little “armpit of a town” and stayed in the worst-ever Hampton Inn. In typical Ruth fashion, she got on Opentable and secured a dinner reservation a…
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