Goodbye, Ted. None of the other words I have are fit for this day.
Our office manager is leaving! She’s worked for our department for fifteen years, IIRC. I’ve been here for ten, and she’s been the rock through every change (staff, budget, and so on). My nickname for her was SWKASA, which stood for She Who Knows And Sees All. (Yes, I did tell her this. She was amused.) […]
empathy. A quick way to do this is to make them write letters. On paper. By hand. (My grandmother kept every letter I ever sent her; I got them all back when she died. I only wished there had been more.) The letters made her so happy and she always wrote back.
It has taken me some slow hard years to understand that I can carry both at once. #thebrother #retreat #bigsur thegodthing