I’ve been having random chats with my parents lately, and I’m amazed by the memories they’ve shared—stories from their childhood and early years before I was born. It reminded me how easy it is to fix our judgment on people based solely on how we know them now, rather than giving room to understand them... Continue Reading →
Would you tell me when I am wrong?
A couple of days ago, I found myself sitting next to a distracted toddler in church. He was fidgety, his attention wandering everywhere but the mass. Fortunately, I had a drawing pad and a pen in my bag. I handed them to him, and his face instantly lit up with excitement. As he scribbled, his... Continue Reading →
Her Splendid Thoughts 