Fail!
I’ve been thinking a lot about failure the last few weeks. No, I didn’t miss a penalty shot at a big match, wasn’t fired, or dumped. And actually, I dispute these should even be thought of AS failures.
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I’ve been thinking a lot about failure the last few weeks. No, I didn’t miss a penalty shot at a big match, wasn’t fired, or dumped. And actually, I dispute these should even be thought of AS failures.
I arrive at my four-day spiritual director training and retreat, intended as an interlude of learning and refreshment, with a backpack of things to get done. Stack of books I want to read, both ones I haven’t finished from the most recent assigned readings and—why not?—one more for personal growth—my fun reading....
“I don’t think she likes me anymore,” my daughter confided after school, talking of her new best friend—the one she’d made over the summer, just after her previous best friend moved across the country. Tears glistened in her eyes, lips quivering, brows tilted inward and down. Her normally bright face looks up...