Out of the heart?
A long time ago in a faraway land, otherwise known as Singletown, I dated an artist who used his talent to woo my heart. On one particular card he drew a caricature of himself with heart-shaped voice bubbles rising out of him, each with the word “Sara” within. Inside the card, it simply had the…
Is Honesty or Timely Honesty the Best Policy?
Sometimes truth doesn’t need to be spoken in the moment. Maybe it needs to be spoken after the moment — and my anger or frustration — has passed.