What does it mean to be a great person? There are probably many components, many elements of character, that could be listed as defining a great person. I think that greatness exists in more living beings than we recognize. I think there is greatness in the affection of a parent towards their child, a friend […]
Category Archives: struggle
Resilience has been a rejuvenating concept for me in recent months. When I think of resilience I think of flexibility. Life with MS has thrown many unexpected situations into my world. Resilience is that solid framework I build coping mechanisms upon. Being resilient allows rom for the flexibility to modulate response. Resilience means seeing a […]
It might be determined by a casual observer, that I live in odd distance from where it would be expected to find me. It is by choice but not by plan. And unlike the city girl of my growing up days I no longer like congested, densely populated areas as a permanent living situation. Give […]
In the United States today there are thousands of people who are faced with challenges in daily living that have brought them to a point of revolt against the status quo of American economics.
My son came home a year ago last July. He had gone missing, and every phone call from an unknown number, every news story about an unidentified body that had been found and every account of someone killed in a police confrontation made my heart race. In the months and weeks before we parted ways, my […]
Of every other day of the week, Sunday should really smell like bacon and coffee. Really. About a year ago, I let go of my frantic grasping of vegetarian eating with the startling realization that even adherence to that noble gastric discipline takes lives. This morning I stand quietly in my kitchen peeling the wrapping […]
I woke up this morning thinking of you, so I thought I would drop you a line. I write to you not knowing who you are or where you are so how to reach you is unclear. I imagine you are young. I am a grandmother. I hope this is not a deterrent to you […]
All the wanting in the world, all the hoping and pleading are puffs of smoke, stinging the eyes and burning the nose, leaving ashy residue on every surface. The fragrance of anxious desires lingers, once it soaks into the fabric of life. It is good to see it, awake to it, and then to wash it […]
“In the book of life, the answers aren’t in the back.” — Charles M. Schultz
You have enough. You are enough.