I have had to power through some melancholy this week, which is nothing new. I have learned that my depression is fed by a self-focused state of mind. I was focused on me, again. In the midst of feeling down, I suddenly caught myself singing a Twila Paris song, “I will delight my heart in... Continue Reading →
I have often wondered if I have “Buzz Off” tattooed on my forehead in special ink that other people can see, but I can’t. It might explain some of my difficulties making friends. Last week, in the midst of a difficult and tear-filled day, a couple of people told me that they were ‘here’ for... Continue Reading →
Ambition is not a word that I generally associate with my personality. I have never seen myself as an ambitious person, but we all have something we want to accomplish in life, whether we look upon it as ambition or not. When I was in my twenties, I wanted to get a master’s degree in... Continue Reading →
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