What I’m Learning About Grief

What I’m Learning About Grief

I was stuck in traffic last week beside a hearse. It didn’t look like it had carried any, um, passengers in at least two decades, what with its faded white body and tacky, tattered curtains. Did it have dice? I think it had dice. Regardless, it wierded me out and put...
Link Love (vol. 3)

Link Love (vol. 3)

If You Only Read One… You Don’t Need More Talent or Time by Glennon Doyle Melton You, the one without time or talent, you are the one. Write, paint, dance as a public service to our human family. Be a servant with your art. Don’t use it to say “Here I am!”...