By the time that the first week of November is gone, the world sends itself into a hyper-speed of everything holiday-related. Stores throw-up pounds of Christmas decorations. People…
Late August. That’s when it begins. The alarm goes off at 6:15am and eyes flutter open only to find that the morning is a little darker than it…
Sixth grade. I’m watching a sad movie in the living room with my mom on a weekend night, after not having done much the entire day besides laying…
I have never been afraid of the dark. I’ve had other misgivings–mostly involving elevators or vermon–but never the dark. So when I heard of a restaurant that has…
I worry. Constantly. I even worry about my worrying. I worry that I have passed it onto my kids. I worry about how to stop my worrying. I’m…
Last week, I had the great privilege to hear a brave young man say aloud, in front of a room full of strangers, the four words that I…