Transformational Moments Blog

I keep a feather in my eyeglass case. I used to have a small, downy, bald eagle feather but that one flew away without my noticing it. I treasured it for a year and a half before it’s departure. I guess it was ready for...

My dad’s memory loss had progressed. Although it had been less than three months since I had seen him last, when Shya and I came to visit, it quickly became clear that Dad’s short-term memory had gotten even shorter. On the first morning of my visit,...