If I could be anywhere else… I would be at Lake Ouachita camping with my kids and Keith, laughing around a campfire. Campfire smoke smells so good. I would be on Bleeker Street in Greenwich Village, NYC, on the look out for a place with...
mental health
If I could be anywhere else… I would be at Lake Ouachita camping with my kids and Keith, laughing around a campfire. Campfire smoke smells so good. I would be on Bleeker Street in Greenwich Village, NYC, on the look out for a place with...
When I think of “strength”, what comes to mind? Muscles. Hercules. Brut force. Maybe pushing and pulling, carrying a heavy load. Sometimes I think of emotional strength. Standing stoically at a funeral. Walking into a first chemo treatment. Testifying in court against an assailant, in...
I admire people who make come backs after huge losses. I admire people who went through some seemingly impossible-to-survive storm then used that storm as motivation to grow and get better. I admire people who have suffered yet somehow managed to keep their faith strong...