Last Wednesday evening, I witnessed my grandma Ma Ma, 95, take her last breath. A dozen of us — my family and my aunts, uncles, and cousins — gathered around her bedside at my parents’ house, feeling the heavy solemness in our shared silence. Amidst the sadness, I knew I was lucky
For two years, I played a game to practice the art and science of human connection in every Lyft or Uber ride I took — 350+ rides in total. Every ride, I'd hop into the front seat and make it my goal to get into as deep of a life conversation
“The stake for our retreat is to lovingly create clarity in how we intertwine our lives,” I read aloud. The backbone of any retreat was the stake — the central purpose that we were gathering for. And we’d just settled on one that resonated with both of us.
“I don't want to get married on this trip unless we're 100% aligned and clear on what marriage means to us, and we're not aligned right now,” I said to Candace. I felt nervous, sitting on the hammock chair of our San Francisco apartment. This would be one of the