I think magic is real. More real than your table. The chair. Your coffee too. Miracles are real too. Science proves it. Religion talks about it. Sometimes loss takes away our belief in miracles. It tells us that the only real things are the things we can see. Touch. Hear. Everything else must not exist. Since it cannot be seen. I still think magic is…

I am approaching the next year with sadness. But not the type of sadness that can be labeled. Not the type of sadness that most therapists would call depression. It is not like that. I know your sadness is not like that, either. The type of sadness that I feel is not easily articulated in human words. It feels like my whole body is crying.…

What do you say to someone who lost the love of their life and they have to go through the Holiday season on their own? What? What do you say to them? You don’t say I am sorry. You don’t just invite them to mindless dinners. You don’t ask them how can I help. And please don’t assume that because they are with you and…