Sometimes there is a clear path we march along, our heads held high, our goal in sight. But more often we are led down the abstract way where the twists and turns are so jagged that we can't see our way forward. We keep moving along because we have no choice…that is what life asks of us.

As we take each step our journey is fueled by the hope that the answers we seek are up ahead…just around the bend of the abstract way.


Jacob carries the first screen we are going to run to the front of the shop, and it is perched over his head. I notice he is wearing a tighter tank than usual and his form-fitting faded jeans, making his muscles look particularly defined. Even when I'm steaming mad at him, I have to admit that he has a beautiful body. He is classically defined like Michelangelo's David, and his movements have an elegance that make him addicting to watch. He notices I'm looking at him, and it appears to diffuse his anger a bit. He is very proud and undoubtedly likes to be appreciated. It's all part of our love/hate relationship.