Whose Lesson Is It Anyway?
When you’re hurt it’s easy to see the responsibility of another to behavior differently.
People forget what life was like before mobile phones. As one of the very oldest Millennials I went through high school and college without a phone. I remember the joy of looking people in the eye and breathing the air around us deeply and sitting with our thoughts for longer than a tweet.
There’s a photo of my grandfather in college performing with shoe polish all over his face. This was just after WWII in Boston. My grandfather is one of the very best people I know. My parents divorced in one of the most nuclear separations possible but despite all the bitterness nobody on either side of it…