Changing Seasons

The older I get the less I like changing seasons. To some this sounds like emotional heresy, but that’s my reality. I prefer life to resemble a perpetual spring – the latter part of spring when the rains wind down and things begin to dry out. Spring means new life and...

What If You Could Come Back?

What if you could come back to this day and do it all over again? What if you could return to that unkind conversation and respond differently? What if you could discover the profound experience you missed because it was hidden behind the familiar? What if you could...