Dinner with an old friend

Taking a page from my friend Stacey’s book, I’m going to see how I feel about reinvigorating my blog by posting one thing that makes me happy each day of Lent. (Lent has no particular meaning for me, but that’s the time frame she’s using, it’s shared by millions of people, and it’s a time frame I can imagine keeping to.)

Today I had dinner with my friend Sara and caught up about any number of things in our lives. She gave me a gift: the admonition to remember several peak moments from my sabbatical and to never doubt their reality, even when I can’t or don’t feel what they evoked at the time.