I thought I would share with you this short story. . . about Summer Senses.
I was reminded this week that daily life is made up of small expectations that give one comfort
In my writing workshop, we were challenged with the prompt, "She looked through the keyhole and she saw. . ." This was my submission and since I think it may be appropriate for the holidays, I thought I would post it for you. Merry Christmas! Silent Night
A summer day and I was working from home. The windows were open and on a summer breeze, I heard the faint slicing of blades through the air above. Choppers. Not one—that usually meant the Coast Guard. Several. I knew who was coming. Quickly I made myself presentable: a quick straightening of my outfit and … Continue reading Waving Goodbye: Remembering President George H. W. Bush
One of the many things I learned from my father was the fine art of negotiation. I like that word, “negotiation,” but unfortunately it has been replaced by the trending “conflict resolution” phrase which, I feel, immediately puts the process in a hostile position by using the word “conflict”. So, although my LinkedIn profile shows … Continue reading The Art of Negotiation: The story of “Eau de Grunt”