Where I Am Meant to Be

Sometimes I wonder why my parents didn't invest in the stick market or have fancy jobs like some of the people I encounter on a daily basis. Sometimes, like this evening when we were sitting on the dock waiting for the water taxi to come get us, seeing the rich and famous hang out in …

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33,000 Feet

As I type this, we are in flight via AirTran to Ft. Lauderdale, FL.  We will be leaving out on a cruise tomorrow morning to the Bahamas, Aruba, and Curacao. We have not been to the latter two nor Ft. Lauderdale before, so this time we really are going somewhere different. It will be a …

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