this is the moving sidewalk in the detroit airport. i stopped by yesterday en route to the midwest to join my family for a funeral. isn’t it lovely? so strange yet inviting. it captured my mood so perfectly, i have little else to add.
while it’s a sad occasion bringing us together, i know it will hold great servings of joy as we remember grandma pat. i will laugh – a lot – with my sisters as we re-remember our many adventures by her side. i think that’s the only way to really celebrate a life, and i’m so grateful to be here to do that for her.
may your weekend be full of the kind of stories worth telling again and again and again …







