“Choices? Hard calls?” a friend, Dan Cain, said one day. “They’re really not that difficult. Initially I made my choices based on what was best only for me. By that I mean my choices were self-serving, compulsive. Me, me,…

“Choices? Hard calls?” a friend, Dan Cain, said one day. “They’re really not that difficult. Initially I made my choices based on what was best only for me. By that I mean my choices were self-serving, compulsive. Me, me,…

“Choices? Hard calls?” a friend, Dan Cain, said one day. “They’re really not that difficult. Initially I made my choices based on what was best only for me. By that I mean my choices were self-serving, compulsive. Me, me,…

“Choices? Hard calls?” a friend, Dan Cain, said one day. “They’re really not that difficult. Initially I made my choices based on what was best only for me. By that I mean my choices were self-serving, compulsive. Me, me,…

“Choices? Hard calls?” a friend, Dan Cain, said one day. “They’re really not that difficult. Initially I made my choices based on what was best only for me. By that I mean my choices were self-serving, compulsive. Me, me,…

“Choices? Hard calls?” a friend, Dan Cain, said one day. “They’re really not that difficult. Initially I made my choices based on what was best only for me. By that I mean my choices were self-serving, compulsive. Me, me,…

“Choices? Hard calls?” a friend, Dan Cain, said one day. “They’re really not that difficult. Initially I made my choices based on what was best only for me. By that I mean my choices were self-serving, compulsive. Me, me,…

When you learn your lessons, the pain goes away. That’s what she wrote in The Wheel of Life.  The famous Death and Dying lady lay on the hospital bed in her living room. She couldn’t get up. A series of strokes—nineteen or more—had left her severely handicapped. Paralyzed on one side. It was morning. She was thirsty. Elisabeth Kübler-Ross said a quick prayer.…

When you learn your lessons, the pain goes away. That’s what she wrote in The Wheel of Life.  The famous Death and Dying lady lay on the hospital bed in her living room. She couldn’t get up. A series of strokes—nineteen or more—had left her severely handicapped. Paralyzed on one side. It was morning. She was thirsty. Elisabeth Kübler-Ross said a quick prayer.…

When you learn your lessons, the pain goes away. That’s what she wrote in The Wheel of Life.  The famous Death and Dying lady lay on the hospital bed in her living room. She couldn’t get up. A series of strokes—nineteen or more—had left her severely handicapped. Paralyzed on one side. It was morning. She was thirsty. Elisabeth Kübler-Ross said a quick prayer.…