When I was younger, I remember learning about the Great Depression. I read about the poverty of the 1930s, saw photographs of breadlines and families who had lost nearly everything, and watched The Grapes of Wrath. It all seemed like some distant, terrible period of American history, except that it really wasn’t that distant for
We Didn’t Know We Were Poor Read More »
When I was growing up, a vacation usually meant one thing: family. We did not take many trips in the modern sense. We were not loading up the car to go to resorts or booking rooms months in advance. If we were going somewhere, it was usually to see grandparents, uncles, aunts, and cousins. Family
As some of you know, I often write about lessons I learned from my parents, grandparents, mentors, clients, students, and friends. (See the latest – https://wesleyphd.com/sometimes-gifts-come-back-to-us/) I have been incredibly blessed with wise people in my life, and I am deeply grateful for them. But lately I have been thinking about something else. That equation
The Other Side of Wisdom Read More »
When I was around eight years old, I saw something at our local J.J. Newberry’s store that I just had to buy for my grandpa. It was a little statue of an old man flexing his muscles with a cape and a giant S on his chest. The inscription read: Grandpa… You’re Super The first
Sometimes gifts come back to us Read More »