Confession: I’ve never cared much for politics. I don’t even like to identify myself as belonging to a certain party. The truth is, there are bits and pieces… Continue
Equanimity
This was the word she used. The paper covering the exam table crinkled as I shifted my weight. Elbow resting on knee, chin resting on fist, I nodded… Continue
Kitchen Sink Truth
I poured hot soapy water into the pan, scrubbing away the remnants of last night’s dinner. Swirling sponge on metal, I continued the internal dialogue with my Father. This dialogue… Continue