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I slipped on the Ice

I slipped on the ice. This phrase came from the deep archives of my mind and surprised me when it resurfaced. But it was the only way I could describe how I was feeling in the psychiatrist’s office. I slipped on the ice.  When I lived in Russia 10 years ago, I met a babushka (a Russian grandma) who told me a story I would never forget.  Babushka Galya was terrified of falling down. In the winters, Baba Galya prayed...

The Sound Of Love

I have always wondered what love sounds like. I know what it looks like, and I know what it feels like, but if I could pin down a sound for love, what would it be? I grew up in a house full of kids which meant we had a noisy house all the time. There would be frequent chats in the kitchen at midnight where all the hungry teenagers would gather with my Mom, and we would all recap the...

Enjoy the Journey…But How?

We had just finished a long, grueling move from Los Angeles to Boise. It was a very challenging process to pack up our whole house in a few days, find a place to rent from afar, find appropriate programs for Jagger while living in a different state, and then make the long road trip with a huge U-Haul. What got me through the sleepless nights, the stressful planning and the ugly drive though was this thought that when we got...

The Street Of Opportunity

When I was growing up in southern California, my family with seven kids financially struggled for quite a few years. The five of us older siblings took on jobs as soon as we could, and helped our parents out by paying for our own cell phones/bills, car insurance, gas, missions, college, etc. We all worked hard, but there were still days we came home exhausted and overwhelmed wondering if we would ever make enough to not just make ends meet,...

Whether It’s Roses Or A Skunk, Marriage is Marriage

“Whether it’s roses, fresh cookies, or a skunk, when you get a whiff of something, molecules travel through your nose and to your odor receptors. This pathway then triggers the olfactory bulb in the brain’s limbic system and fragrant magic happens. Memories rush back, appetites roar, or something screams, ‘Get the Lysol!’… After a few minutes, your brain tends to blot out any constant and unchanging stimulus such as a certain smell. To keep your nervous system from exhausting itself...