The Curious Sort
I am a curious sort. It is perhaps why, when we travel, I am more of a journey person. My family, on the other hand other hand, are mostly destination person. Each has it's strengths. Being one who is open to discover what the day unfolds has afforded me some unexpected blessings. Like the time I wandered into a little local chocolate shop for an after-work mocha and ended up speaking with a couple of "little old ladies" who connected me to someone who had an apartment for lease. Now, it turned out the apartment wasn't for me and the snowstorm the intended viewing weekend prevented me from seeing it, but it was the humanity and the connection. Or the other time I took a Friday impromptu drive up the mountain to go check out another town, and decided to go on and get my groceries there. Well preparing to load up my car, I opened the back hatch and forgot I had a thick glass vase in the car and it promptly shattered on the ground. There I was picking up chunks of clas...
