Why—and what—to remember
I’d been looking for ten days and finally, on my way home from church yesterday, I spotted a couple of cadets, small and tidy in their uniforms, with pans of…
One small step toward becoming the person you want to be.
My family doctor once asked me two questions that I return to again and again. She asked them when I was struggling with depression, but she could just as well…
Finding your true home
One morning as I biked last week, the word “home” was on my mind. I’m not sure why. Perhaps because the fall leaves drew my eye to the homes peeking…