Do you have the patience to wait Till your mud settles and the water is clear? Can you remain unmoving Till the right action arises by itself? — Lao Tzu
The following morning, Brett and I grabbed breakfast at a place called the Tippy Cow Cafe and then headed back to Fort Collins. We got a four hour head start the day before, which meant that in six glorious hours, … Read More »
I immediately noticed the grass, which was almost completely dead. The lush green lawn with the rainbow of pansies that surrounded the home that Grandma once owned were replaced with a sea of yellow despondency. The shingles on the roof … Read More »
The plan was for me to meet my cousin Mark at the DMV in Butte the following Monday morning. I had agreed to give him Dad’s old Pontiac Firebird, and had to sign the title over to him. On the way … Read More »
When my dad died almost three months ago, I told myself two things: One, that I wasn’t going back to Montana due to another death in the family and two, that I wasn’t going to get involved, because my father … Read More »