A Periodic Table of Hope

When I am truly hot and in need of something to drink, I’m not thinking sparkling water, crushed ice, and a twist of lime, please.  I’m thinking water, from a garden hose, in a glass, from the sink tap in the scoop of my hand (a most useful skill my mother taught us at a…

With Grace and Extraordinary Thanksgiving

Honestly, it feels a bit strange. Something of a wonder and definitely a gift. Nothing I imagined as a child and not really something I planned for in any specific sort of way: Today marks the launch of my 57th set of 365 opportunities. Birthday number 56. At first, I reflected on other sequential ages…12,…