It’s not you, it’s summer…

My son has his best friend over (we’ll call him Andy). We adore Andy and love how much both he and my son share with us. I was talking to my husband about transition. Andy overheard the conversation and said, “it makes you sad.” He’s right!   But, how did this child know? Every year, thousands,…

Shouldn’t I Feel Only Delight?

My last post was about how, in conflict situations, I need to hold and honor the Truths of opposing parties in order to lead them toward a healthy resolution.  If I had only read my last blog, I could have saved myself some confusion. As I sit and write this, I look up and stare…

Garage Man

After leaving a play at The Lesher Center for the Arts, my husband and I sat not so patiently in a line of cars waiting to get out of the garage.  As we chatted about the play, the audience, how much to pay the babysitter, we noticed a growing commotion at the front of one…