Why Being Ignored Causes Such Deep Pain and Damage

“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” ~Laurell K. Hamilton My older sister had four years over me. As a kid, I worshipped the ground she walked on. She was so smart, so pretty, so cool. I wanted to be wherever she was, doing whatever she was…

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How Cheating Death Changed My Perspective on Life

“Only when we realize that our time is limited do we begin to appreciate the value of every single day.” ~Elisabeth Kübler-Ross I didn’t expect the trip to begin the way it did. In December 2003, I decided to take a holiday over Christmas. I booked an eco-tour of Sri Lanka, traveling around the country and staying in different…

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How I Stopped Being the Victim of My Own Story

“The most common form of despair is not being who you are.” ~Søren Kierkegaard A few years ago, I was catching up over coffee with an old friend I’ll call Ray, a trusted mentor. He’s a few years older than me, silver-haired and down to earth, the kind of man who listens with his whole heart. We were at…

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I Don’t Miss My Ex—I Miss Who I Was with Her

“Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.” ~Doug Larson I don’t miss Zinia. I miss the Zinia I made up. The real Zinia—the one who fought with me for hours over things that became bigger than they should have, who said things I told myself I’d never forgive, who was wrong for…

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How Better Communication Changed My Relationships and My Life

“When we avoid difficult conversations, we trade short-term discomfort for long-term dysfunction.” ~Peter Bromberg Have you ever looked around at other people’s lives and wondered, “How do they do that?” How do they seem so steady, so connected, so… together? From where I stood, there appeared to be a certain kind of person—someone confident, kind, thoughtful, and at ease…

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What Letting My Dad Go Taught Me About Love

“Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go.” ~Hermann Hesse My dad was intubated, so he couldn’t say the words back to me. I told him I loved him anyway. Instead, he slowly pointed to himself and then to me. “You love me too?” I asked. His eyes widened ever so slightly,…

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