Loss is a wound, and a teacher. A couple of years ago, I launched this site, and I named it “Story Revisioned,” reflecting the truth that all lives, all stories,
We’re in that season…the season of beginnings, endings, ceremony, commencement speeches. This weekend I’m attending a family college graduation. I was not asked to give the speech. But this is
I used to struggle with the question of purpose. I couldn’t have named my purpose if my life depended on it. Was I doing what I was destined to do,