Maybe I can’t change the whole world to make it better than it is now, but I can improve my little corner of the world, my little sphere of influence and passion. Maybe not cleaning up the whole house, but just the kitchen.
We all have choices to make in life. But before we can make a choice, we need to have options from which to choose.
Is it selfish to turn national tragedies into self-reflection? I struggle with this. It seems both futile and self-aggrandizing.
I’m visiting my mom this weekend, and as with all conversations this time of year, we’ve spent time reflecting on 2016 and looking forward to 2017. At the end of one of these discussions, which had drifted towards politics, my mom summarized the current atmosphere, saying something along the lines of, “2016 has sure revealed… Continue reading Underbelly