Back around 2005/2006 my brother happened to be walking by a dumpster in which he saw an old bike that was abandoned and unloved. I don’t know what this says about our relationship, but seeing someone’s discarded junk made him think about me, and he grabbed it to give to me as a gift. Honestly I was really excited about the gift of the bike, so I guess he knows me pretty well.
Yesterday, in the course of my day, I had multiple conversations about relationships with near strangers. Having deep conversations with random strangers is actually not a significant event in my life, it has actually happened constantly since my early childhood….
Today is the Feast of St. Martin of Tours, a traditional day of transition. In the Middle Ages this was the time for women to move their work indoors, and men from the field to the forest. I feel that I am moving into a proverbial wood as I start this blog. What a great day to start something new!
