We Got Divorced But Kept Living Together: What That Taught Me About Love
We got divorced, signed the papers, then went home and kept living together for years. Here is what staying in the same house taught me about letting go.
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
Observations from two decades of Japan life, from the nuances of teaching and farming to the comfort of a small home and everyday routines.
We got divorced, signed the papers, then went home and kept living together for years. Here is what staying in the same house taught me about letting go.
For 20 years, I have worked on Christmas Day. I send a card, make a call, and treat it like any other Tuesday. This is a defense of the quiet holiday.
We spend so much time rushing that our thoughts get trapped in a loop. See why a simple change of scenery is often the only way to break the spell.
A friend passed away holding a Bible in his hospital bed. It made me wonder if I have missed something essential. I am 57 and asking for your advice: Where should I start?
I have worked thousands of hours on four different blogs, but I am still living paycheque to paycheque. I am starting to wonder if I have been “laboring in vain” by building without God.
I am 57 and I have never bought a new vehicle. It is a modest dream I cannot afford. But admitting it helped me reconnect with the person I used to be.
I learned the hard way: if you let AI draft your posts, you sound like everyone else. Here is my strict rule: AI is my editor, but never my author.
I am 57, my reflexes are slow, and I will never make the leaderboards. That is exactly why I play. Discover the freedom of being gloriously mediocre at something that doesn’t matter.
I stored empty water bottles in my kitchen for months. Then one day, I threw them out and felt an unexpected shift. Sometimes clearing physical space is the only way to clear your head.