I’ve just returned from Tucson where my brother Mike and niece Jessica and I laughed and cried our way through the process of saying good bye to my brother Peter.
acceptance
acceptance
My Mom has always had the softest hands in the world despite having been a cleaning lady a good chunk of her adult life. She always said it was her
identity crisis
It has not been a terrible few weeks…but neither have I felt my usual vigor and excitement about life. I suppose holiday periods are expected to be a bit off
courage and vulnerability
Here I am, my last day in lovely Nova Scotia. Thought I’d try to get this post off before I get on the plane. I’ve met some courageous folks this
resilience
The capacity to overcome adversity…is that what resilience is? Reslilence makes me think of tender seedlings we put out gradually in the spring so that they can build up their
living with what is
I have been sick with some kind of body flu since Sunday…ironically since being involved in a Wellness Gathering. Guess I must have shook one too many hands. Of course