What is your deepest longing? One of the reasons I’m so grateful for the privilege of aging is that it has given — and continues to give — more space and time to let my own deepest longing be fulfilled, and enjoyed. And made new. I’m a slow learner, I guess. “Better late than never,” [...]
Read More »
I was alone, eating supper on a cold winter’s evening 300 miles north of Vancouver, British Columbia. It was cold and cheerless outside, and it was cold and cheerless inside — in my heart, and in my home. My wife, Joy, to whom I had been married 25 years, had died suddenly a month or [...]
Read More »