When the dream feels too big
She clings to my legs, crying. I stop and speak gently to my fear. “Honey, it doesn’t do either of us any good if I sit here with…
How to soar
Curled in the chair by the eleventh floor window, I watch rain and the early lights of a downtown evening, boats tied up quiet in the marina and cars…
Gifts from your personal trainer
I thought I needed a personal trainer to help me work harder. Turns out I often need her to slow me down. “I'm really happy with your progress; you’re…