When Gratitude is Hard (Or: The Reason We’re Not Grateful)
That little red number blazed at me on the top right of my computer screen. I had…
That little red number blazed at me on the top right of my computer screen. I had…
“It’s just not for me, I guess,” she said, shaking her head with resignation. The words fell…
She sat with me in silent tears. It was 7am in a busy little breakfast joint. The…