Breakfast
Today I want to blubber about breakfast. I know it’s quite the detour from chronic illness support and my “youzhe“, but while eating breakfast in the Starbuck's of our hotel in Nashville, as I glanced over and saw the disheveled family sitting near us, it dawned on me that breakfast holds some truth and maybe it deserves to be heard. If not, I can easily delete this entire draft and start over, but for now, you’re going to be served some breakfast, over easy, toast on the side, lightly buttered. I just got back from an amazing vacation with my family and for the first two days, I think I could have diagnosed myself with a serious case of vacation withdrawal. Like serious, all out depression over being home and not on the beach. I was born for the beach, but unfortunately not on it. Why did God place me in the Midwest? I do love seasons, but beach. Give me the beach. Getting away from everything and spending a week to just soak in my family, the sun, and the bea
