Humility 101

Across the room from me, I noticed a woman trying to knit as her hands shook violently. A silky scarf dangled from the knitting needles in hazy purple hues. At one point during the meeting, the attendees passed a piece of paper around the room for us to sign in. She struggled to hold the…

Dorothy’s Hands

“Where is everybody going?” my 91 year old mother-in-law asked, her forehead furrowed.  “And why are they in such a hurry?” What a profound question.  Where is everybody going, and why are we racing as if the world would crumble if we slowed down?  For a woman who dropped out of seventh grade to work…