I had planned to plan for my meeting. The phone call was made that put things in motion. Eventually, fifteen minutes was set aside for later in the afternoon. Good. I had time to release anger and to plan. But life happened and I had to attend to this detail [read more]
Three hours passed. For most of the morning I sat in this man’s kitchen with his wife hovering close by, sometimes sitting, sometimes standing — always wringing her hands. I had been places like this before. This man was angry at another man. And their conflict had poured over on [read more]
I remember where we were standing that day. Was it 1987 or 1988? A long time ago. I was new to the community and truly longed for inclusion and a place where I could offer assistance and receive personal fulfillment. The committee meeting had just ended through a door not [read more]
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