At least a dozen times a day I get stuck behind someone who is going slower than I would like to go. Most often this happen driving in traffic, someone in front of me going painfully slowly when I am running late to get to my next appointment. (Never mind that it was...
We know what it is not. It is not the churning of dread in your lower gut when you step toward one more pointless meeting. It is not the threads of tension that knot up in your shoulders when your work team avoids that elephant in the room for the millionth time. It...
With incredible ease I can transport myself back to that beautiful fall, Halloween day 10 years ago. I remember posing in front of the church marquee emblazoned with my name holding my then 6-month old nephew. I remember hastily sending friends back to the grocery...