It’s Saturday, November 3rd – exactly one month ago. I’ve planned this trip for days. Should I visit this weekend or should we meet next weekend – somewhere halfway between us? We go back and forth. My youngest daughter gets sick and I stay home from work on Thursday. I … Read the rest

My brother has a brother-in-law who considers himself a Buddhist. We see each other a few times a year – generally major holidays and the occasional birthday party. I wont speak to his “faith” but it seems to require little more than a vague belief in “spirituality” and inner peace. … Read the rest

A lot of books, like a lot of movies, leave me … emotional. “Charlotte’s Web” was one such book. I was nine when I read it and I distinctly remember crying at the end. I heard on the radio yesterday, E.B. White could barely get through the final passages during … Read the rest

… like a wave of warm tingly honey slowly pulsing out of the back of my brain and down my spine.

From as far back as I can remember I’d get this feeling periodically. I told my mom about it when I was a kid and she became concerned. I … Read the rest

She is the third person we’ll interview for a new position at work. My rule of thumb is to search for some sign that I can get along with this person.  Do they have a sense of humor?  Do they understand sarcasm?  Are they interesting?  Do we have something in … Read the rest

In secret we met—
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?—
With silence and tears.… Read the rest