Column: Sharing a birthday cake with Dustin

Most mornings, I only need a few minutes of “me” time before I’m at the computer and tackling what always seems to be a never-ending stream of emails.

This morning, I was slower to get to my makeshift desk, a TV tray next to my recliner in the front room. A few weeks ago, I got a severe burn on my foot, and the healing process has been trying. Even something as mundane as sitting at a desk has hampered the process. So here I am in my living room, attempting to work while listening to the washing machine make a bunch of racket.

I also wanted to take some time this morning to text my younger sis...