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The Thriving Writer
Tag: relationship
Compassion Keeps Pace
Compassion doesn’t equal guilt. Feeling sorry for someone who’s experiencing difficulty serves no one. Unless that is, it helps you think you’re in a superior position. (side-eye) So if not guilt, then what? Well, remember, […]
Wild Fires
Only You Can Change the World
Believing is Seeing
Merry In-Laws (2012) by @bkymlicka shows us Christmas Magic even helps skeptics see the possibilities in the impossible.
Breaking Up is Hard to Do
Newspaper publishers think they are selling a product, but they’re actually engaging in a relationship. The dynamics of the newspaper business model is readers allow a stranger to come into our home; gossip about our neighbors, talk about government issues that affect our lives while revealing some of most of the intimate details of the community when we’re most vulnerable. This engagement requires an exchange of the most valuable relationship commodity: trust.
Puppy Love
So, Dug buried his doggy bone in the ball pit. He then decides to eat it. All of a sudden, he starts choking. I get a bit worried and call to him. He slows down […]
Photo Albums: A Missed Opportunity?
Reports indicate the earliest recorded photograph may have been taken in 1825. And we have been snapping pictures ever since. This photo of my great-great grandmother isn’t the oldest photo in our collection, but it’s […]
Women date "projects"; men marry their projection.
It Seems to Hang On
Long after you should have let go… It is so hard to go back to a love when nothing has changed except the fact that neither one wants to let go. I think there should […]
Journaling: Out with the Cold
I’d been stuck for a while, so I went deeper in myself to find the answer. Then on the last day of the 2016 Gregorian calendar, I had an epiphany. It arrived with nirvana as its companion. […]
“This Little Light…”
When my grandmother was young, she would sit me on her lap, hold my hands in hers, and pat them to a beat. As she tapped her feet, the beat in her heart transmitted to […]
