“Let’s find a sea cave!” exclaimed my 13-year-old son, inviting us to adventure with him. The water was cold. The kind of cold that makes your legs and feet burn, then ache and then go numb. And though the …
When the Tides Turn
It was just over a year ago that I was an almost-married 31-year-old living in Philadelphia, starting my first year of graduate school and teaching a class of second grade littles. My clothes still fit. I had a cute haircut …