I’ve been thinking (and talking) a lot about inner tubes in the past few months. It’s an image that we use in the book Living Unstuck and it’s an image that has etched itself into my brain. The idea of living life as if we are resting on an inner tube and gently floating through…
I’ve been thinking (and talking) a lot about inner tubes in the past few months. It’s an image that we use in the book Living Unstuck and it’s an image that has etched itself into my brain. The idea of living life as if we are resting on an inner tube and gently floating through…
There is a large glass vase that sits on my fireplace. It has the words Lest You Forget etched into it. It’s meant to be a marker, a way of remembering. We need markers in our life to help us remember. As young parents we forget what it was like to be a kid. As…
I heard him say, “I just can’t forgive myself. I feel so guilty…” I’ve heard others say this very thing but on that day his words hit me in an odd way. What would cause someone to not accept forgiveness? Why would anyone want to hold on to the past that badly? “I feel guilty…” I played…
As 2016 came to an end, I contemplated what adventures were awaiting the arrival of 2017. I like making resolutions, but last year I simplified it to three words: Books, Trips, Easy. As I’ve begun thinking about my words for 2018, I decided to look back and evaluate my 2017 results. Books. YES! it was…
Every been tubing? It was a favorite summer activity as a teen. We’d drive to the middle of nowhere, pay our fee and climb on an old school bus painted hunter green. With a strong enough imagination, you could pretend you were traveling with the Partridge Family. The bus would transport us up a winding…