The Road V

It was December of 1988, Christmas break. I was a fifteen-year-old sophomore at the time. For those of you who do not know Greek, sophomore is a fun word. It literally means ‘wise moron,’ a term applied to students in their second year of high school or college because they have learned enough to thinkContinue reading “The Road V”

You’re Gonna Miss Me When I’m Gone – Maybe

Committee meetings unnerve me sometimes. They are unscripted, unpredictable and that is exactly the sort of environment where I am prone to say something that is less than brilliant. But sometimes, these sorts of situations open the door to things we never expect; things like healing, forgiveness, awareness. I went into a meeting this pastContinue reading “You’re Gonna Miss Me When I’m Gone – Maybe”