Want to slow down and savor more? Begin a gratitude journal.
Six years ago, I did something that would forever change my life. I started a gratitude journal.
Six years ago, I did something that would forever change my life. I started a gratitude journal.
New Years Day used to be one of my favorite holidays, but for all the wrong reasons.
Some people will be committed to misunderstanding you. I’m sorry, but it’s true.
I teach middle schoolers, and from the beginning of the year to the end, something mysterious happens: They lose more of the child in their heart.
When we try to escape forgiveness, we begin to build a wall. Brick-by-brick we praise our strength and admire just how efficiently we can protect our hearts.
“You’re a normal person.” To be honest, it’s a comment that would have destroyed me in my 20s.
I used to invite everyone into my pillow fort. Most people hadn’t earned my trust, but I gave it to them anyways.
It is a lie I was told long ago: “One day, you’ll escape the bully.” Only then, I grew up and came face-to-face with a painful, incredibly disappointing reality: The bully will follow you.
It won’t always be this way. I’m whispering it to you. I’m whispering it to me.