Dearest Rachel – It’s not perfect by any stretch, but to a certain extent, I’ve managed to solve some of my scheduling issues that I’ve had from time to time, due to having to manage my own schedule with you gone. It’s not exactly what I meant to have happen by having AI take over…
Dearest Rachel – I think you knew this without my having to tell you; on my family’s side (and setting my uncle and his family aside, since he and they were either in Austin or Buffalo throughout his career as an academician, and therefor having no influence on me), I was the one member of…
Dearest Rachel – Yesterday saw me awake long before five, and desirous to return to slumber. But, of course, my mind was too busy writing to you by then to let me go back to sleep. Of course, everything that was bugging me at the time has now come and gone – that’s how current…
Dearest Rachel – Today is Tuesday morning; and more to the point, it’s also Election Day. Or rather, the end of election season, I hope. What used to take place over a single day when we were a young couple has been drawn out into what feels like a months-long affair, and I can’t wait…
Dearest Rachel – It amazes me to think that once upon a time, our family thought nothing of showing up at church both in the morning and the evening. I don’t know if my folks ever suffered from the “Sunday Scaries,” as I hear tale of nowadays – and can totally relate to, even though…
What specific reason did the apostle Paul give in 1 Thessalonians 2:18 for not coming to the Thessalonians despite his deep desires to the contrary? “Satan stopped/hindered them.” Glance even further back to 1 Thessalonians 2:14-16. How had Paul‘s own countryman done something very similar? “They drove them out of town so that they couldn’t…
Dearest Rachel – For all that I wonder how exactly time works where you are, you probably don’t keep track of days any more than you do of lesser units, such as hours and minutes. It may well be that your only indication of the passage of each day – if you even pay attention…
Dearest Rachel – It’s one of the most stock answers in a job interview – or on a date, for that matter – and to be honest, the longer I contemplate it, the more I think it’s one of the stupidest things to ask someone: “Where do you see yourself in five years?” In certain…
Dearest Rachel – I hate to have to admit that I had to claw my way back down to the two-forty mark in time to meet Lars for our weekly walk yesterday. And while I don’t wish to throw Daniel under the bus for the situation – after all, I made the offer to get…
Dearest Rachel – Ordinarily, Mom doesn’t answer the phone when she doesn’t recognize the number on her Caller ID – frankly, we’ve all been trained by hard experience not to do that these days, which would upset Dad no end (but that’s how he was trained as a salesman; not only could every call be…
