(On suicide prevention...) I’m guilty, too. Of letting my teen spend too much time online. Of not requiring her to spend enough time outdoors. Of letting it become too common practice to do our own things in separate rooms most of the time. These are dangerous things. Especially in these times. Too many (more than … Continue reading I’m Guilty, Too.
The heat was on! An advisory, in fact. The shade and clouds, sparse. The distance, minimal. But oh that terrain: deep sand. The kind where you feel you are simply sinking, barely advancing, despite all of the effort you are expending. Will I ever make it back to my car? Why didn't I bring my … Continue reading The Steps
Sometimes a bridge is a portal between states of mind, but those trolls keep you from crossing to the other side. But happiness comes from within and the colors to paint with ample, so if fear keeps you trapped, start making your own side beautiful. And before you know it, your … Continue reading The Bridge
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