Friday was a day that showed me how much I'm connected with others - past and present, near and far.
It started when I was in the first grade. The waiting and the dreading. I'd take a breath and try to hold it until the whatever-it-was-that-I-dreaded was over. I think my first deadline worry and held breath had to do with the end of the six-weeks grading period and the issuing of report cards. I … Continue reading When I want worries and deadlines magically to go away