One thing to do when you’re hurting
“Push into the burning,” I used to tell laboring women when their time to push had come. Some did it naturally, unable to hold back from the powerful forces at…
“Push into the burning,” I used to tell laboring women when their time to push had come. Some did it naturally, unable to hold back from the powerful forces at…
I ride my bike a different route this morning. The sky is grey and the first large drops land on my face. It’s warm and I’ve opened my jacket and…
Scars speak. We know this. We see a scar and want to know the story behind it. The white scar on a friend’s palm tells where a sharp piece of…