The life I’m missing

It’s been tough on my wife since I’ve been traveling (art trekking!). As we talked she was reviewing her day — and it was a harried one — kid stuff, gallery stuff, home stuff, dog stuff, more kid stuff.

All I could think was, the problems in her day are the life I’m missing.

Losing my religion
A good question if you're in a quandary, from Gregg Braden