I recently recalled something that gave me a giggle, the kind of laugh when you are dumbstruck and a little in awe at the absurdity & beauty in how life can unfold.

When I was growing up I was a horrible reader. I don’t mean that I struggled with the act of reading; rather, I hated reading. Not because I didn’t like books or the idea of reading, it just wasn’t an activity that I enjoyed and I kinda thought I didn’t do it well.… Read More