Keeping It Real

At age seventy-five, every moment spent with my children, grandchildren and great grandchildren is a holy moment, not to be squandered.  The other day, while going to the store, my granddaughter was on her cell phone texting. I said, “Sweetie you are important to me...

Tricky Truth or Compassionate Speak

Truth is tricky! We know that truth without compassion is brutality. Truth without compassion is another form of violence. It’s a lot of  yakkity yak and when it’s said without compassion it is normally filled with assumptions and judgment. Today, that kind of ...

Words

Words My mother was an alcoholic. Until the day she died, no, even long after, the words spinning in my head were wonderings about what a can of Coors offered her that I could not. There are certain experiences and certain words in life that humble you. They bring you...

Yakkity Yak

Let’s do lunch. Can’t wait to see you again. You look maavalous! You losing weight? I’ve been meaning to call you. I never got that message. Shall we continue with 900 more ways to blow off real connections and honest communication? It’s all a lot of yakkity yak. Real...