Why We Climb the Wrong Mountains (And How to Fix It)
This morning started with a list. Security cameras needed to go up. The locks in the garage needed to be changed. The filters on the washing machine needed attention again. Boxes from the move were still sitting around waiting to become part of the house…
Love At Its Hardest
We have made love too pretty. A heart. A rainbow. A little winged child with a bow who really should have had better supervision. We turned love into decoration. But love is not decoration. Love is work. Love is sacrifice. Love is protection. Imagine the…
The Chain That Held
After 44 years, Christina has still allowed me to live, and I have taken that as a sign I should probably keep her. Sounds like an old Geritol commercial. That sounds like a joke, and it is, but only partly. (She meets the joke with a side eye and a look…