Katherine Woodward Thomas

My half-brother, Ken, died of acute leukemia on Thanksgiving Eve. Ken was a force of a man. A warm-hearted and deeply respected and beloved professor of Political Science at a college in the Northeastern part of the United States.

In preparation for 2025, many of us are already thinking about the miracles we hope to create in the coming year; good health, true love, financial freedom, or the birth of a child.

I’ve always felt that attention was the currency of love. Yet, so too is emotional attunement, which we might receive from the most unlikely people. We’re so quick to put people into categories, and our worst offense is the limiting way we tend to view those who are differently-abled.