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Recently, a friend asked me why I wasn't climbing higher. I probably gave him a sarcastic look before responding, “Because I don't trust these damn devices!” I'm talking about auto-belays, those contraptions that are supposed to lower you safely from a climbing wall. I've actually climbed all the way back down a wall rather than trust one to lower me. Fuggedaboudit. I was pretty active in my early, spry young adult years. These days, middle-aged me comes home from the gym just happy I didn't...
Hi friends, I have a little book news to share! On Monday, November 9 at 7 PM, I'll be at Varina Area Library for a Community Authors Showcase featuring my book, Writing Through Grief and Loss: An IFS Journal for Healing. I'll be sharing a little about why I wrote the book, followed by a Q&A, book signing, and some time to mingle. Writing a book is one thing. Getting out from behind the keyboard and talking about it with actual human beings? That's another adventure entirely! I'd love to see...
Taking turns in school. Playing by the rules during a fierce neighborhood game of hide-and-seek or Mother, May I? Growing up, the message was pretty straightforward: Play by the rules and you'll be rewarded. Study hard. Keep your friends' secrets. (I really excelled at that one.) Don't date your friends' exes. Help others. Those rules seemed to work pretty well for me. But then there were the times I didn't play by the rules. And yes, people got mad. I remember trying to obtain data from...