Tag: friendship

  • Visiting the past

    I spent a week in Sunnyvale, CA, with my closest, dearest, longest-standing (don’t want to say oldest) friend, S, and her husband W/M (complicated).  She and I met when we were 11 years old, and our first meeting was not auspicious.  At least, not for me.

  • “How to Find Hope When You Have None”

    “How to Find Hope When You Have None” @ToddBrison https://medium.com/@ToddBrison/how-to-find-hope-when-you-have-none-31aa1ba4fba This posting came through my inbox, and it really hit home for me.  Last week was rough for me, and the weekend was painful on a few different levels, and i recognized that I was contributing to the negative drift by succumbing to a sense…