Llove Letters

I have a hero. Not the kind you might think. My hero is my friend who is helping me by building an interesting spot in an unlikely space. I buy lumber and other assorted items and together (he works, I watch) we are building my “thing.” It doesn’t matter what is needed, with a few measurements, a saw, a hammer, and a mind that seems to create out of thin air the plan for what is required, the project is coming to fruition. He’s my hero! I want to be like that in helping to build the lives around me – don’t you? Taking the tools and resources at hand, to intervene…