Adversity shows us that our strengths may be our weaknesses
I know the exact moment: 8:35am, November 23, 2010. That’s when my husband was struck on his Vespa by a white pickup truck, and our world went into a tailspin.
It’s the moment my Type-A, I-never-cry personae crumbled and exposed my until-then-unknown fragility. It’s a moment, in hindsight, that I…
