SUNDAY, JUNE 9
ARRIVING FOR A LATE LUNCH at a favorite restaurant, my husband, David, and I watched a lone server struggling to serve all the tables. Her hands
Tuesday, October 22
I LAY IN BED WIDE awake and gazed at the clock. 1:00 a.m. It was still hours away from my 5:00 a.m. alarm. I grabbed my cell phone, wondering if I’d received any late-night texts or emails. I scrolled social media and read the news. Before I knew it,