In December, I got on an airplane for the first time in two years. I travel for love; love of people I’ve missed, people I want to meet, and places that call me to love them. This time, I was called to the West Coast of Florida, a place that I had never been before. One specific place beckoned me: the Salvatore Dali Museum, in Saint Petersburg. Whenever I’m called to a place I’ve never been, I know that place…
