I am over the moon to be at this place where I am, truly, IN LOVE. What makes it even more thrilling, and humbling, is that it’s for the very first time. Yes, I mean it. People have always been shocked when I have shared that I have never been in love.
If a friend had told me, a few years ago, that their daughter hasn’t spoken to him/her for 2-1/2 half years, I’m pretty sure I would’ve made an assumption of some sort.
I always love using Yiddish words and sharing them with others, particularly when I can use them in a sentence, or explain them relative to my personal experience.
Whenever I wonder why I’m so deeply called to be the kind of “Storyteller” I somehow have evolved, unfolded, to become, I only have to think of one word. Perspective.