I was caught red handed—the huge serving spoon had disappeared completely into my mouth. “You’re just like your father!” “Thank you!” I love my dad. But then I had to wonder…. If I’m carrying stuff from my dad, and he is carrying stuff from his dad, how
Does it seem like life just isn’t the same anymore? Everything we assumed was “normal” a decade or two ago is being totally redefined. We are at the cusp of new ways of living, thinking, and for me, performing.