Author name: Kate Hanning

Weekend comes and I want nothing more than to do nothing. Again. Suspecting trouble, I draw my attention close in and hear an inner voice …

“I needed to change grief into glory and pain into power,” she said. “To transform it into something bearable and something beautiful.”

I attend an art fair and run into Grace, an acquaintance from long ago. During the 45 minutes we ‘hang out’ at the booth of a shared friend …

I prepare for a reunion with old friends. Have I time to shed five pounds or whiten my teeth? Score the perfect outfit? Maybe, but it’s …

The work day requires me to sit–immobile as rock. My fingers do the walking, tapping their way across the computer keyboard, recording colorless data…