Last month two longtime friends broke trust. One offered to do something vital for me, didn't, and didn't tell me. Another shared very private information about me with a stranger. I don't know which felt worse. Remember one time when you felt betrayed?
Writing in response to the historic ruling last Friday that voided Michigan's homophobic ban on same-sex marriage, Mitch Albom recently asked in The Detroit Free Press if we were better off for the ruling. Of course he meant it rhetorically. He clearly thinks we're not, and he's wrong.
Yes, Mitch, we're better off. The state presented a pathetically juvenile and bigoted case and thanks to the judge's thoughtful and rigorous decision, anti-equality prejudice, bigotry and shoddy research were exposed.
Mitch Albom has succeeded in striking an important chord in all of us -- the intrinsic human desire to discover what lies beyond, the need to believe that the way we conduct our lives matters and that "the end is not the end," after all, but another beginning.
There is a bestseller called Tuesdays With Morrie. I had my Mondays with Lorie.
Morrie had ALS. So did Lorie. In the book Mitch Albom spends time with his former professor Morrie each Tuesday. Each Monday I read to Lorie.
As an Olympic swimmer, I learned young the value of mentors and coaches. Of all the individuals who have offered me their invaluable insight and guidance, my first mentor was my mother. She was not only my first coach but also my earliest advocate and supporter.
Columnist Mitch Albom read Fifty Shades of Grey, and decided to write a column. In it, he laments the end of modesty in a world where programming like Cathouse and Girls play on television, but stresses that the problem is his alone.
When my wife and I had twins, we thought our friends would consider it "All Hands on Deck." Instead it was "Run Away!" When I got cancer, we thought it'd be "Run Away." Instead it was a great act of friendship.