The Chai Don’t Lie
Sip the chai. Delicious. Taste life. It is also good. Look out onto this blue sky day. It is beautiful. Sip. Taste. Look.
Sip the chai. Delicious. Taste life. It is also good. Look out onto this blue sky day. It is beautiful. Sip. Taste. Look.
Our plan was to go green, as in the next level of ski slope up. It seemed reasonable, especially when I mastered getting off the lift without falling under the seat.
A rush of memories poured over me – like the nine-year-old Emmali who served me a Cheez-It cracker and red Gatorade in a shot glass at home because I’d missed communion at church to tend to her younger sister who was sick…
“Don’t embarrass me today.” Surely she was not talking to me. “Don’t shout that you love me when I get out like you did yesterday.” I guess she was talking to me.