Being right and being there can be two completely different things.
A man I’ll call David, in one of my workshops, told me a story about this that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about. The name is changed, but the story is real. David had been preparing for a difficult conversation with his closest friend. He’d done the...
He Never Flies. She Never Stays.
A woman told me this about her boyfriend of three years while trying to explain how two people with fundamentally opposite views on how the world should work can wake up every morning and choose each other again. Let me back up. I have been collecting stories for...
Four Cultures, One Kitchen Table
“I’m not sure I understand or agree with this,” my mother said to me last Tuesday. She was watching my daughter negotiate her own bedtime. In my mother’s world, children don’t negotiate. Parents decide, children obey, and the structure keeps everyone...
Connection Never Means Suffering
I was standing on a dance floor in a small cafe north of Paris, and a man I had met three minutes earlier was telling me that pain was the price of connection. Let me back up. It was a chilly October afternoon. I had finished my work for the day and walked to a...