Recovery Rules
Just a kid on her bike and her dad jogging alongside. “I want to learn how to shoot the basketball better,” she said. “We play…
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Failures into Lessons
My last bipolar manic episode was what my 94-year-old mother would call a “doozey.” (Sure, my Facebook analytics tell me my followers skew Millennial. Perhaps…
The Power of Silence
Once again I was wrong. Once again it was due to my over-inflated belief that my way is the only way. Once again the error…