As I’ve written my slices over the last 11 days (we’re on day 12--wow!), I’ve become more aware of the small things that are going on all around me. Things that are worth taking a few minutes and committing to paper (well, the digital version) to help create a record of sorts, hence, I’m sure, the term “Slices of Life.”
Yesterday, we had friends over for the afternoon and dinner, which led into the evening. Before they arrived, the thought crossed my mind that certainly something would happen that I’d be writing about tomorrow morning. And I was wrong, but right at the same time.
We simply enjoyed several hours of each other's company, a meal, several cups of coffee, good conversation, and more than a little laughter. We talked about our kids, our different endeavors (we’re teachers, artists, museum directors, and tax accountants), our hopes for the future, and our experiences with the past.
Nothing significant, yet almost everything, all at the same time. I hope the same for all of my readers this day. Thank you for sharing this with me.