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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xak38QHKOIk It was lovely to have a conversation about kids with Alan Wartes! Thank you Alan and Issa! Personally, I like the audio version best... 🙂 Links below. "Continue Reading..." to access links. You can find the show at thinkradiopresents.com, You Tube, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify and other podcast outlets. Please subscribe and rate the show while you’re there. And share... Continue Reading →
Now can be as delicate as a soft loaf of fresh-baked sourdough straight out of the oven. To cut through the surface requires a fitting tool because progress is messy, and the cut is vulnerable and delicate. The cutting edge is not a tidy or pretty place. The cutting edge is a place where norms... Continue Reading →
Written June 5, 2018 It just isn’t me. Asking me to be perfect is like asking a cat to bark, or asking a dog to meow. 🙂 It is like asking a bird to shovel dirt, or forcing a dancer to sit all day. I set out from a very early age to fulfill my... Continue Reading →
Written April 25, 2018 This evening I found myself on a thoughtful, solo walk in the park. Gratefully my life offers this now. I have been contemplative lately. I decided to call Emma to ask for an ear. Wasn’t even sure what I would say. I just needed to tell her my heart at the... Continue Reading →
Written March 31, 2018 Yesterday I stumbled into a memory journey. Picture after picture of smiling faces and color. Vivid examples of true happiness. Freedom. Love. Laughter. Learning. I fell into telling stories, ignoring work to be done in my new career. Sharing experiences with a new colleague. We started on Google Maps, looking for... Continue Reading →
Written March 31, 2018 In the distance I can finally feel you. The hard days are gone, and the memories are left. In pictures, I see only good. In memories, the good begins to surface filling the top layer with color. I can also access the terrible memories, and it’s important to do so. I... Continue Reading →
Written March 2, 2018 It’s Wednesday. The Times is sent to my phone. Now, almost three years later, almost I feel nothing. Every Wednesday since the first Wednesday it has arrived with a message. The first Wednesday was not the worst. All Wednesdays brought terrible news, but the worst was months later. The worst Wednesday... Continue Reading →