Dear Young Friend Whose Parent has Cancer, You’ve been in my mind and on my heart for so long now, I had to write out my thoughts or I would burst. You see, I once was you.  I felt your fear, cried your tears. I was that kid whose parent had cancer. And though I cannot begin to understand ALL you’re going through, there are a few things I want you to know. First, it’s not your fault. For some reason as kids, we often think when bad things happen, we are in some way responsible. I know I did. I thought I did something wrong or at least wondered…

  Guess what?! It’s almost over!! What an election year! I don’t need to remind you of the highs, and more often, the deep, deep lows of the last months. Like many, I have agonized over the “choices.” I have witnessed the mud-slinging shift from the debate stage to Facebook, pitting friend against friend as each of us has wrestled with the possibilities and feared for our country’s future. But after Tuesday, the decision will have been made. At least there’s some relief in that. Isn’t it interesting, though, that much of the controversy surrounding the two primary political candidates has revolved around the accusations of immoral and unethical behavior?…