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Difficult Days & Difficult Conversations

Folks.

This semester has been a bit unreal. I know we talk a lot about whirlwinds and busyness and time flying by, but this has been a new height of chaos for me.

Maybe chaos isn't the right word.

Stress and fullness and struggle. There have been a lot of those things.

There have also been a lot of good things - laughter and someone to hold me when I cry and learning new ways to be.

So that's good.


There are two huge-life-things in process these days: a condo purchase and a wedding. They require a lot of energy, have near-unending details, and are gateways to goodness. So I'm hoping I come out alive on the other side.

(I'm mostly kidding.)


But here's something exciting I want to tell you all about! A book that is quite literally changing my life. It's called Difficult Conversations.

If you're anything like me (that is, human), there are difficult conversations in your life that you either actively avoid or brashly plow through.

This book is one of the most practical, applicable reads I've had in a very long time. Possibly ever. I've seen it help several of my key relationships, and enabled me to navigate not a few stressful conversations this semester. I give it the highest possible rating that I can give to a book that might fall in the self-help/psychology section of the bookstore.


Go read it. Or borrow my copy. Because the more of us who learn how to hear and share our thoughts and feelings in healthy ways, the better our world will be. No joke. (The news headlines in the past few weeks certainly show that we could learn a lot about how to talk and interact with respect for one another...)

I'm not saying that it will fix all our problems, but it definitely has information that goes a long way in helping equip us to do the hard work life demands of us.

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