Regret’s a funny thing, isn’t it? I used to believe that it served no redeemable purpose, that accumulated regret would only function to burden a person under its weight, like a sack of rocks, discomfort giving way to hopelessness and overall stuck-ness as one buckled under the heaviness of it over the years. I remember … Continue reading Rethinking Regret: Two Stories of Forgiveness and Acceptance
Diapers, a Duchess, and the Disaster that Gained Me a Friend
The blood drained from my wearied face, as I stared at my smiling 8 –week-old son, sprawled precariously on the thin change pad barely separating him from the gritty and germ-ridden coffee shop bathroom floor upon which he lay. Desperate times. Desperate measures. My little man had just blown through his 5th diaper of the … Continue reading Diapers, a Duchess, and the Disaster that Gained Me a Friend
Handfuls of Hope
“Why would God make me this way?” he threw his hands up exasperated, standing in the middle of the grocery aisle as she stood beside him. My 84-year-old friend, Kate, a devout Christian, had spotted Sam immediately upon entering the grocery store that day, hunched over as he squinted at the ingredients on a box … Continue reading Handfuls of Hope
Morgane Michael 