Stories Matter
Stories Matter
We are halfway through the year.Pause for a moment and let that land.Six months have passed since you stood at the beginning of January with whatever youwere carrying — hope, resolution, exhaustion, grief, or simply the quiet wish that this yearmight be different from the last. Half of that year is now behind you. The […]
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I never planned to become a songwriter.I planned to be a counsellor — and for decades, that is what I was. I sat across from peoplecarrying weights they could not name, helping them find language for what hurt, helpingthem understand that what they felt was not weakness but simply humanness expressingitself honestly.And somewhere in all
The Photograph That Said Everything There is a photograph on my phone—not a framed one, just a casual click—of my family sitting together at dinner. Nobody is looking at the camera. Half of them are looking at their phones. I did not delete that photograph. I kept it as a reminder.A reminder that love does
Then: The Summer That Belonged to Us There was a time when summer vacation was not an event you planned. It simply arrived—like a generous relative who showed up unannounced and stayed for two glorious months. I remember the exact feeling of the last day of school before summer. The bell rang differently that day.