“Feels a little cooler this morning.”
It was Friday morning.
I was making brunch in the kitchen when I thought maybe we could go to the par-3 course the next day.
We had taken a break because of the summer heat.
But I...
“You wrote a really fun story about mackerel.”
“Oh, you liked it?”My daughter and I were walking out of the café, laughing and talking.
“Do you know what it’s called in English?” I said.
“What?”
“Mackerel. It’s mackerel.”
And just saying the word brought...
I enjoyed my morning in a café near my home, drinking a hot Americano and organizing ideas for an hour.
When I came home, I felt energized.
"Why don't I prepare lunch and dinner
all at once?"
"Then I could spend the...
"Next week is course registration."
My daughter smiledas she lookedout the bus window.
"I've alreadyset an alarm.
I don't wantto miss my chanceagain."
I smiled back.
"Already?It's that time again?"
She nodded.
"Last time,
I couldn't registerfor the classesI wanted.
I think
that's why
it was
so hard."
She pausedfor a moment.
"Everythingfills...
A few days earlier,
I had spent far too longlooking for my carin the parking lot.
The car
had been there
all along.
If I had walked
just a little farther
the first time,
I would have seen it. But I didn’t walk any farther.
I stopped
trusting...
A Message I Didn't Open
I was sitting in a clinic,waiting for my appointment.
There were onlya couple of minutes left.
Then my phone buzzed.
A governmentelectronic documenthad arrived.
I lookedat the sender.
The tax office.
For a split second,
my whole bodytightened.
I almostopened it.
Then another thoughtcame.
Not...
This morning,
I sat by the window at my favorite café.
The rain had finally stopped.
The sky was clear,
and a cool breezedrifted in.
While organizing ideasfor future posts,
I came acrossan old note.
I smiled.
Five months ago,
I had written:
Live without a single mistake.
I showed...
This morning,
I walked to my carto drive to my favorite café.
As I reachedthe parking lot,
I smiled.
I had parked in almost the exact same spotas the day before.
Only thendid I realizehow oftenI parked there.
ThenI rememberedyesterday.
My daughter and Ihad looked toward...
Last night,a cool summer rain fellwhile we slept.
The next morning,the air felt cooland refreshing.
My daughter and Iwere walking to the caron our way to a café.
Suddenly,
my daughter said,
"Our car isn't here."
"That's strange,"
I said.
I was sure
it was here.
I walked
behind the...
"There he is."
My husband was standingunder a tree,looking at his phone.
My daughter and I were walkingthrough our apartment parking lot.
"We're heading out,"I said.
"Have fun,"he replied.
As we got into the car,
my daughter smiled.
"Dad seems more comfortablearound you these days."
Earlier that...
