How is it that one rails against that which is nearly a certainty?

I wrap the potential for bitterness, resentment, martyrdom in the blanket of forgiveness and just set it down. Then it just melts in the warmth. And goes away.

May your walls know joy, may every room hold laughter, and every window open to great possibility.

Nurturing is not complex. It's simply being tuned in to the thing or person before you and offering small gestures toward what it needs at that time.

What is our family? We touch our full hearts and see ourselves reflected whole in each other's eyes.

Your success will shine as a light of hope and inspire numbers you cannot total.

What is it about sameness that so draws me, and how could I begin to have that same kind of attraction to change?