Being Brave Enough to Deal with Our Stuff by @bethvogt Last weekend one of my closest friends texted me this question: When does all the baggage stop bubbling to the surface? Her question is a bit of a mixed metaphor, yes, but still it brought to mind a vivid image: a murky lake filled with suitcases bobbing to the the …
In Your Words: The Making of a Memory
I am very fond of memories. I’m the type of person who saves cards — birthday cards, Mother’s Day cards, thank you cards, “just because” cards. The handwritten notes inside recall to mind the person who gave me the card — the part I treasure most. I also save photographs, both digital and traditional. Even less-than-perfect blurry ones, because they capture …