Sticks & Stones… and Ducks
“You walk like a duck. Quack, quack!” I can still hear their taunting.“Do you have webbed feet too?” Few can be so cruel in this world as teenagers fighting for a pecking order. “And look how he runs! His legs…
Overcoming Turbulence on the Ground
#fromwhereIsit at 28,000 feet it’s pretty “choppy” right now. Our life turbulence can be moderate to severe with no alternate flight plans.
#fromwhereIsit on FEAR Part 3
My grandmother, “MeMe,” and I have always been close. She showed immense patience with me as I was growing up. The day I married the love of my life, Denise, my MeMe remarked, “Nathan was a little blister when he…
#fromwhereIsit on FEAR Part 2
As I mentioned last week, a friend and colleague of mine, Kim Miller, recently penned an excellent acronym, “FEAR- False Evidence Appearing Real.” This is precisely what I experienced on the previously mentioned Amtrak ride. This FEAR is no doubt…
#fromwhereIsit with FEAR Part 1
I’ve traveled to New York City via Amtrak half a dozen times in the past year. My first experience left me thinking, “I love this so much more than flying.” As much as I enjoy the travel portion of my…
