Sometimes the problems of this world are all just too much to bear. You are laid off at a job you adore...You get a call from the principal about your kid's behavior... You make a bad investment and are out hundreds or thousands of dollars... The list of bad days goes on. And on. And on. And then it happens. You find yourself in a public space. Perhaps it is a doctor's office waiting room, or an elevator. You overhear a story. A young wife lost her husband to gun violence.A son discovers both his parents are gone in a tragic accident.A mother watches her daughter slowly die in hospice care. Suffering I grew up at the peak of wealthy, WASPy, American privilege. Despite being raised by nearly perfect parents, being grateful for what I have is not something that comes ... [Read More]