A while back I found myself without a car. I still had to get where I needed to go, and I had two good legs, two good feet, and all of my toes in tact; so I thought, why not walk? Why not ride my bike? Not being used to riding a bike after all these years, I found bike riding a little of a challenge. I had a cheap bike with a hard seat, and needless to say, I found walking a lot easier on my derriere.

(Written By Lisa A. Trimarchi)

Christmas is a time of year when I remember all the things I’ve done wrong and all that has been done wrong to me. Certainly I’ve gotten angry, but often I’ve fallen into sadness over missed connections and missed opportunities. I’ve thought about friends but haven’t called them. The ones with whom I’ve had a falling out, I’ve been tempted on several occasions to pick up the phone, and like a child say, “I love you.”