Wednesday morning, we embarked on the Laws cousin roadtrip to take in Antietam and Gettysburg. We had a solid eight-hour drive to Hagerstown, Maryland, where I had booked our hotels. The ride was amazing, incredible even. And by amazing, I mean, “Wow, I didn’t know this was possible,” and by incredible, I mean, “You willContinue reading “The Waffle Stomp Is Still Unsolved, and Life Is Not Fair”
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Lessons from the Plane
I’ve been on a number of planes lately—to and from Salt Lake City twice and to and from Hawaii. As you probably know, the planes are all jammed, the space between seats is small, there’s almost no way to sleep sitting up, the food is criminal, and people’s behavior is wildly divergent—some realize we’re allContinue reading “Lessons from the Plane”
It’s All My Fault
February 13 is a big day in Laws family mythology. A year ago, I posted about this on Facebook, noting that the day marked twenty-four years since I had asked Lauren to marry me. And of course, I included appropriate messages of love, celebration, and self-denigration. I thought it was all pretty clear, but sureContinue reading “It’s All My Fault”
I Am Here for All the Healing
In my last job, I traveled an average of once a week, and in my present job, I travel almost monthly now. I consider myself expert—I am TSA precheck and also part of Clear, I have earbuds and a charging cord ready for all Delta flights, I pack lean and can fit everything into aContinue reading “I Am Here for All the Healing”
The Last Room in Town
When Lauren worked for BYU’s records office, she made fifteen thousand per year . . . after her first raise. The man worked two jobs in the summer and one job during the fall and winter semesters. They lived in married-student housing, and they scrimped by, saving about fifteen hundred dollars over a year andContinue reading “The Last Room in Town”
His Smile Lit Up a Room and Other Things to Say at My Funeral 