Do you remember those "Choose Your Own Adventure" books from when you were a kid? I loved reading, probably because we didn't have a TV and it was one of my only forms of entertainment. And I always thought the idea of a story with multiple possible endings would be fun, until I started reading... Continue Reading →
your life; your bowl of soup
I was born a helpless baby filled with life. I didn't earn this life and I don't owe anyone anything for it. It is mine. Pure gift. But life is a big responsibility for such a little being. It can be scary and I quickly learned not to trust myself with it. I learned that... Continue Reading →
Something Deeper 