Dear Margins, Thanks for How You Show Us Hope

I love it when snow falls outside my office window. The flakes flirt with the wind currents between skyscrapers, sometimes drifting both up and down as the breeze catches them. What might be tumultuous at street-level looks graceful and peaceful from 27 stories high. And that's a good metaphor for how 2016 was for me - sometimes challenging…

Dear Bravery, Maybe You’re Not What We Think

"You are doing the brave thing," a doting friend says to the heroine of the movie, over cups of tea. My friend and I watched the scene unfold over our own mugs of tea and pumpkin cookies. "Oh, I know it doesn't feel like that. You feel like a big fat failure now. But you're not. You are…