Attending to the Messy Ones
“[W]hen the words form I am merely retelling the same story in different patterns,” (King, 2003, p. 2).
This past year I’ve been thinking deeply about story; this is what my Dad calls ‘storying’ – the process of living with narratives and attending to the lives of those we love – and storying is messy.
And I’m tired too. Storying… (read more)
