My mirror gave me a stern look, scrunched up my face and told me to lighten up. I exhaled. She had a point. I was taking life much too seriously. Sometimes, it’s better to roll the dice than contemplate and…

Thoughts on home. On my window sill, over my kitchen sink, are two hobnail glass vases. I don’t think I would have selected them for purchase, but there they are. One is gold, five inches high, and sits on three…