I do this thing called youth ministry.

Which also means I often turn into a parent, a teacher, a hugger, a coach, a pick-me-up-after-school-er, an artist, a painter, a mr fixit, a journalist, a video tech, a printer un-jam-er, a task master, a telemarketer, a scape goat, and possibly my favorite, mind-reader.
(Youth ministers are psychic, didn’t you know?)

Sometimes I do this thing called graphic design. Some might call it therapy.

But I miss being a writer.