” … I am always reminded …”
“… keep the faith …”
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I grew up in the latter half of the 1970’s and the early 1980’s, where corporal punishment was the rule of thumb. My parents scoffed at the concept of sparing the rod, breaking the rod was probably more in line with their philosophy. In retrospect I am grateful that the rod was not withheld andContinue reading “My corporal punishment was unconditional love”
This picture sums up the week I spent on the Big Island. Awe inspiring; breathtaking, invigorating and reflective are some of the adjectives that come to mind. In retrospect, I was lost but was able to find myself here, but up to this point I was shamefully oblivious to the fact that I’ve been wastingContinue reading “So I found myself … Now what?”