When you are a kid, learning is kind of a one-way street. Someone teaches you something you don’t know and you learn it. A cool shift happens when you grow up; the street becomes a two-lane freeway where sometimes you share your gifts and sometimes you sit back and absorb the gifts of others. This…

For two years she stared at me with those stupid, bulging eyes. At first, I found her endearing. After all, she was mine. At the time of her creation, she reflected the best of my abilities. Yet now, she no longer felt “good enough.”  Her mere existence fed my insecurity, whispering, “Neither of us is…