Month: August 2015

Sometimes abandonment is a rescue mission

Recently a friend of mine posted a meme to Facebook. It said something along the lines of, “I might get angry at you but I…

A Case Study in Racism

  I have been a “fixer” for as long as I can remember. I first became conscious of this during the Live Aid concert, which…

On Closing Books

  One of the great things about my friendship with Kaarina Dillabough is that we are not the types of friends who talk about what…

When the right thing feels wrong

This morning, my alarm went off at 5:30. I was supposed to get up and exercise. I’ve been working on the July workout calendar from…

Healing is Like a Thunderstorm

When I was a kid, I was simultaneously enthralled by and scared of thunderstorms. My parents taught me the old trick of counting how long…