I’m (not really) sorry.
A few weeks ago I was buying groceries at my local store. They advertised a special on what-I-will-call, Herbert’s HomesteadContinue Reading
Category: Connection
Uranus.
A few nights ago we were having dinner as a family. The nine year old was telling us about aContinue Reading
Sinking ship?
Have you ever seen a sinking ship? Then thought, “hey, I could help that ship and those people on thatContinue Reading
Invisible work.
Last weekend I was at a soccer game, standing on the sideline, cheering for one of my kids’ teams, andContinue Reading
Smarter?
Sometimes I get mired in a world of questions, the big kind of questions. Where to live? How to live?Continue Reading
About the days when it is hard be caring.
Nurses are human. Doctors are human. Techs are human. Anyone who works in a caring profession is human. And humansContinue Reading
About his building.
V was sitting outside on a sun-filled patio in the late morning when I first met him. He was dressedContinue Reading
About groceries at 3 am.
People do different things when confronted with grief. Some people dig in and stay, hunker down. Some run and hide.Continue Reading
Detangler & the hat
Another conversation with a five year old… It all started when I was spraying detangler spray onto her hair soContinue Reading
Communication.
Mr. A comes to the outpatient clinic for routine check-ups. He has a laundry list of ailments and a two-pageContinue Reading
If I were my own best friend... 