I’m always amazed when I go the eye doctor and he dials in the perfect prescription, by simply asking “is … Continue reading the way I see it.
I sat in the sparse kitchen of our rental home sharing stories of my school day with Mom. She listened intently, encouraging me to … Continue reading a valley.
Thank you for joining my journey, our journey. Soon, I’ll be moving into a new stage of dialog, where we’ll … Continue reading our two hands.
I’m walking to the train. A raindrop falls 10,000 feet. Contemplating its journey and its potential to do good – … Continue reading one raindrop.
Reflecting back on “moving day”, I need to provide a companion view of the opportunity to be even more of … Continue reading moving day (part 2).
I’ve lived in 39 homes in 14 states. Every time I moved, I was forced to adapt. Moving did something … Continue reading moving day.
Growing up, I left the door open when I ran out to play… every time… even in the winter. If Mom … Continue reading I can hear my Mom.