Let me tell you a secret. I am NOT a touchy-feely person. I’m not mushy. I don’t cry. I don’t even really give hugs, aside from those with my little girls and my husband, and occasionally my girlfriends who are all…sadly God love ’em…huggers. The things that get me choked up are pride for my … More Kindness. Consultant. For. Hire.
Eight or nine years ago I went to D.C. with my parents and brother over Easter weekend. I remember being shocked by the now abundant presence of homeless people in every part of the city that I hadn’t seen the last time I’d been there for business. On Easter morning, we walked an eerily empty … More A. Single. Word. Of. Blessing.
You know those people from your past for whom you still have a bad taste in your mouth? Even though it was years, or sometimes even decades ago? Yes…well this is one of those stories. I went to college at a small liberal arts school in St. Paul, MN. When I got there I was … More Kill. ‘Em. With. Kindness.
Remember yesterday when I said I didn’t want to sound preachy? And I also mentioned a fear of exposing my faults? Well let’s go ahead and get this one over with and move on…shall we? In the past two days I’ve heard a couple devastating stories that, at their most basic, were the results of … More No. More. Mr. Mean. Guy.