Watershed Moments of Our Lives

Watershed Moments of Our Lives

Over half a century ago, a 33-year-old father bravely stepped onto a plane in Hong Kong headed for Jamaica, leaving behind his young bride, eight months pregnant and three children, all under the age of five. One month later, I was born into the squalor of that city....
To A Thousand Generations

To A Thousand Generations

I lie on the guest room bed at my dad’s house, eyes closed, breathing slowly and deeply. Anxiety grips me like a vice and makes me feel like there’s a rock in my gut and a weight on my chest. The anxiety itself causes more anxiety, as I wonder why...

Invitation To Dance

My husband Michael doesn’t have a retiring bone in his body. Nonetheless, after thirty-seven years of faithful service to the same agency, last year he tendered his resignation and retired on December 31st.  And boy, am I excited! No more solopreneur stuff for me. No,...

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