If they were gone today, whom should you have called, been kinder to, or forgiven yesterday? Today is tomorrow’s yesterday. Call.  Message.  Write.  Listen.  Forgive.  Life’s too fragile not to do something.  #aberryrichlife

The large, glass sliding doors with a burst of icy cold air upon entering.  The bright yellow, non-slip socks and matching “fall risk” bracelet.  The distinctive smell, like an air freshener dulling the combined scents of illness, cleaning materials and hand sanitizer.  The deafening quiet pierced by irritating beeps, elevator tones and mindless TV talk… Continue reading The Giant