I sat in the middle seat near the front of the plane on a flight from Portland to Ontario in February. The man next to the window, dressed in a dark suit, with a purple shirt and blue and purple tie had his eyes closed and hands folded in his lap. He was not asleep,…
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I don’t like that story…
Whatever I had just said, Grace (30) responded, “I don’t like that story you are telling yourself.” I loved that response. What a unique way to say, “that ain’t the truth you saying.” And it wasn’t. I suppose if there is one area of my life where I need to continue to do the most…