Recapturing the magic in my head

As writer, you work hard to take the reader on a journey, to think and to touch them in ways they'd never imagine. You spend a tremendous amount of time alone in your thoughts, thinking about what you want to say, and then when you have it, you spend the rest of your time figuring... Continue Reading →

Cry me a river

My breathing was off. I couldn’t get it under control. My running gait seemed off too. The irritation on my foot that had started out as an annoyance was now a raging blister that made a squishing sound every time I stepped. I was running my first marathon. If I was honest with myself though,... Continue Reading →

Grace to fail

I gave a presentation at work recently. It did not go as well as I would have liked. I can tell you everything that I did wrong in the presentation. I talked too fast; I rambled in spots; and I spoke without a lot of emotion or enthusiasm. I’ve made a ton of presentations over... Continue Reading →

Why didn’t anyone tell me?

I’m a mess. My days are numbered. They’re ticking off in front of me. If that weren’t enough, I've learned that I’ve been wronged. At least according to the guy on TV who claims that “people with a lawyer always get more,” I'm missing out on what's rightfully mine. Who knew?  A few weeks ago,... Continue Reading →

Fighting back against should and must!

I have projects that I should be finishing. I have calls and emails I should be returning. I have several large deadlines approaching. I see the large group of sharks starting to circle me. I should be swimming to the shore as fast as I can. It's not just work. I have chores at home... Continue Reading →

The five-minute go-back-in-time button

I rubbed my eyes, wrote a quick comment, and hit send. I noticed my mistake immediately. I clicked on “Reply All” instead of replying directly to the sender. I cried out like I had been shot in the chest, frustrated and mad at myself for my error. My comment wasn’t horrible, but it contained a... Continue Reading →

You’re needed in the ICU stat: A hospital visit from an 11-year-old’s perspective

The nurse in the Intensive Care Unit looked down at her clipboard and then back up at my mother. She explained that my father had been in-and-out of conscious much of the day and his condition remained unchanged. His blood pressure and heart rate were improving, but not out of the woods. She encouraged my... Continue Reading →

From one parent to another

I had plenty of things I wanted to tell the couple. The thoughts floated in and out of my head like colorful fireworks going off on a clear Fourth of July night. They would blast onto the scene, make a bright entrance, and then disappear into a dark void. I wanted to tell them to... Continue Reading →

Listening for the pin to drop

Let me just say it: we stink as listeners. We all do. For those still talking and not paying attention in the back, let me repeat, “we stink as listeners.”  Let me explain: I’ve noticed lately that listening skills are not what they used to be, mine, yours, and every one else. For example, I... Continue Reading →

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