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Tilting at Windmills
Sometimes when I’m just waking, a phrase percolates up from my subconscious. Today it was “tilting at windmills”. What am I trying to tell myself? Am I, like Don Quixote, fighting a ridiculous battle? Am I getting unnecessarily agitated? Am I ignoring someone who is trying to talk sense into me? Maybe I should wear…
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When the Punishment for a Good Deed is a Lifetime of Regrets
Everyone probably has a story about trying to help someone and instead unintentionally making things worse. This is one of those stories. But if you’ve been reading my blog, you probably know I don’t ever go half way. I strongly suspect I may have ruined someone’s life, and the worst part about it is that…