I sat at the kitchen table, my chair turned slightly outward, toward the kitchen sink, where Matt stood, washing dishes. Miraculously, Katherine, Elizabeth and Wil were all in one of the bedrooms playing together. This is the time, I thought. “Matt, what is it that you need?” I asked him. He stopped, holding a plate, … Continue reading Time
Step One is One Step
After coaching an early morning class, I was talking to one of the members and asked her what her occupation was. She told me she was a social worker. I never knew much about social workers until Wil was born. “You do good work,” I said, “but my guess is a lot of people don’t … Continue reading Step One is One Step