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if sorrow is how we learn to love we begin with a deficit emptied before we are filled a cold hand never warmed an old heart never young if sorrow is how we learn to love what should we believe let’s believe in faith courage to leave the shore filling our sails with warm sunshined air if sorrow is how we learn to love let’s choose to see love as a start not an end as a balloon lighter than air as an anchor without weight if sorrow is how we learn to love let’s u

April 21, 2016 We all know "losing" one's hair is more often a part of chemotherapy than not. My case is no exception. I'm receiving the drug adriamyacin, known as the red devil because of its color, which causes total hair loss. Anyone who knows me, knows me by my hair. After hearing of my diagnosis, many people's first reaction is to ask, "Oh, will you lose your hair?" Yes, I'll lose my hair. Also, I might die. I chose to lose my hair by my own hand. Not for a moment was I

2013 Aug 21 Coming back to Haiti is always interesting. At least for me, some transformation happens, involuntary and largely unnoticed by myself until lately. Doesn’t matter what you’re dealing with back in the States or what internal struggle you have raging in your heart and/or mind; Haiti trumps all that. She demands your full attention the moment you deplane and are enveloped in an atmosphere of swelteringly hot air and loud, unreasonably cheerful music. I can crawl onto