The Morning After
It’s Wednesday morning, November 3, 1976, and I walk my 12-year-old self into the kitchen to hear my parents talking happily. That means a lot. Normally, it’s constant arguing. They are celebrating the results of the presidential election between Gerald Ford and...
The Power of Stories
It’s 2:10 pm and I’m out for a walk in the woods. I haven’t had lunch yet. In fact, I haven’t eaten since yesterday. Then, just when I thought I would go hungry again, I spy a bush with some delicious-looking berries hanging off the branches....
Hanging in the Balance
Work/Life balance is a fallacy. And yet, we try to prove otherwise on a regular basis. Once upon a time, there was work/life separation. You came to work, did your job, and went home. Technology changed all that. With technology, there was never a need to unplug. ...