The Small Joys

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Our traveling reached a fever pitch as winter turned to spring. Jim loved being "on the go" so we crisscrossed the country in planes, trains and automobiles—Colorado morphed into Panama City, and a drive down the coast road of California was wedged between trips to Atlanta.

My writer's notebook held longing: "I want to get past the point of simply existing everyday; I believe the attitude of 'just get by today by doing the minimum' is what has made me lazy. There is much to do and it is...