What if We Chose to Be Here?

It seemed like a simple question, but the more I pondered it the more I recognized it was rewriting how I told my story. For years, I've said, "I think I chose to be here" and in a recent conversation with a friend, I turned it around and said, "What if we all chose to …

Steering

“At seventy miles an hour you don’t steer you just aim,” my father said to me, a really long time ago. I have to agree. Once you reach a certain speed you are no longer actually changing direction, it is more of just an adjustment to the direction, in very small increments. A very important …