WIGGLE ROOM
I don’t know where I heard this metaphor about grief: that it’s like a ball in a box with a button inside. The button is an emotional “trigger.” When loss is fresh and raw, it’s as if the ball and…
I don’t know where I heard this metaphor about grief: that it’s like a ball in a box with a button inside. The button is an emotional “trigger.” When loss is fresh and raw, it’s as if the ball and…
I’m a people-person. Basically, I like my fellow humans and, usually, I’m pretty good with them. I’m good at reading a room, intuiting the various vibes, and finding an effective way of maneuvering through and with all the personalities in…
My first memory is of my father. It was a little over a month before my third birthday. He woke me in the middle of the night, with an air of hushed excitement, and carried me across the street to…
Several years ago, I wrote an affirmation to share on a Sunday morning. It’s still one of my favorites: Yes, as a matter of fact, I am God’s gift to the world.And so are we all. I don’t remember what,…