My WHOLE LIFE, people have criticized me for not doing it well enough, for not saying it perfectly, for not having tried hard enough.
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That Guy
Were we even persons to him?
A Slow Fuse and Fast Food
I remember a few years back when I was not so sanguine about my fast food.
But Without Faith, It is Impossible to Have Religion
My values define me more than my religion.
I Needed to Help Someone
"I don't want to leave him alone," she said... "He has autism."
Reflection on my Previous Life
I still cry every day.
A Dark College and a Cold Bench
“It’s a dreadful place,” I say to the boy. “An institution trying to maintain itself, toadying to the monied members of a stultifying religion."
Encouraging My Younger Self
I go to him and stand invisible beside him.
Red Wine and a French Maid’s Uniform.
Later, a middle-aged, balding man with a goatee came through the self-checkout. He was wearing… and I kid you not… a French maid’s uniform.
Finding My Power Again
All my life, I've trained to be a person who notices and helps when someone is in distress.
Deep Calls 