The Tuesday That Felt Like Thursday Welcome to Thursday — the best day for a good conversation. Thursday doesn’t strut like Friday or whine like Wednesday. It shows up quietly, steady and unassuming, ready to linger over a cup of coffee and a little soul work. So, let’s do that. I’m writing this at 9:08 a.m. on a Tuesday. Hubs and I are waiting for doctor’s appointment #2. It’s him, not me. Always him. But I’d like to keep him, so I’m grateful for doctors who understand the s

Welcome to Thursday — the best day for a good conversation. Here we are again, stepping into the final third of our week, and I can’t help but hear Dr. Seuss whisper in my ear: “How did it get so late so soon?” It sneaks up, doesn’t it? One minute you’re grinding the gears on your first stick shift, and the next you’re squinting at the dashboard wondering what half those warning lights mean. One moment you’re wandering Europe with a backpack, and the next you’re asking your s