Your Story Starts On The Inside Growing up with a dad who was a psychiatrist and a mom who was a Sunday School teacher gave me plenty of opportunties for reflection. Mom posted a poem in our kitchen, “Children Learn What They Live.” At an early age, I...
My dad’s health was declining, and I knew I needed to visit him in Florida while I could. When I got to his condo, I noticed my brother and his wife, sitting nearby. I approached them with my blue “Who I Am Makes A DIfference” blue ribbon, and they...
