Feeding My Soul


Two people can be at the same place at the same time and have completely different experiences of the event.  It's akin to the game of "telephone" we played as a kids.  The first person in line shares a "secret" with the next and so on, until the last person in line says out loud … Continue reading Feeding My Soul

In the After…


So much pain, fear, and for some--absolute agony and despair. Surprisingly, I'm almost glad that I am not trying to raise children in an environment that's become so fraught with divisive and negative language and actions. Years and years of watching news reports about political violence following elections in other countries, I could not have … Continue reading In the After…