This experience transformed how I am to integrate my work in entertainment and my faith.Read More
But I’ve realized that these days off, these “non work” times, can’t just be random, do-whatever-I-like days. You know the days you dream about when your workweek is nearing its end: not setting your alarm clock, staying in your pajamas all day, perhaps skipping that morning shower, unless of course you’re a clean freak (which I’m not) or you have a partner who will be all up in your personal space (which I don’t).Read More
galloping in proud emulation of the powerful tribe of female Amazon gladiators her mother belonged to. Then internal interrogation started: Why was I crying? How had I allowed a multi-million dollar Hollywood summer movie, designed specifically to take my money, affect me so deeply, and barely two minutes into the film?
I knew almost immediately.Read More
I was robbed this week. I felt violated on multiple levels. There was a loss to my sense of physical safety, the loss of my bank cards, the loss of my only valid form of identification, plus the sense of security that these things brought. Just as disruptive were the loss of the time and energy that it would take to replace them.Read More
I don’t remember my mother ever tucking me in at night. Or reading me a bedtime story. Or ordering me to brush my teeth. I’m sure she did these things, but I have no recollection of these mundane moments.
Let me tell you what I do remember.Read More