It's early morning; the sun is barely peeking over the horizon, and I'm in my pajamas, still a tad groggy, padding barefoot across the kitchen floor to get the cup of coffee Jean has lovingly prepared for me. Java in hand, I step into the office and pull the iPad from my desk, and then head back through the kitchen and out onto the deck, where I pull a chair out from the table and sit back to start my morning routine.
I open the iPad, but I'm not looking at... Continue reading