I remember the ache. I remember how it badgered me one morning at the breakfast table, the song from Sesame Street popping up in my head: Which one of these things is different? Which one of these things just doesn’t belong? homemade banana pancakes vermont maple syrup the ache a sweet family eating breakfast together It was the ache. It should not have been there. I remember feeling like a royal criminal… Read More
You’ve cleared the space. Now what do you do while you wait for the new?