Finding the Gift

Finding the Gift

I knew they were there, so it wasn’t a total shock to find the stack of journals in a box of assorted memories. What was a surprise was what I found inside: I found me.  As much as I have sworn off moving ever again, it really has been an interesting and...
I Didn’t Recognize Myself

I Didn’t Recognize Myself

I didn’t recognize myself. I was staring in the mirror, like I do most days, yet something was different. Who was this old woman staring back at me? It was shocking and extremely disconcerting, as if there had been some alien transformation overnight – or possibly...