Coaching Metta Blog

Two weeks ago, I took her to Salzburg for her eighty-sixth birthday. While we were there, I finally let myself feel the full weight of what she survived, and what she chose to do with the rest of her life. She walked beside me on the cobblestones of a city we used to visit as a family, stopped for ice cream in a square we remembered, and looked up at the fortress on the hill the way we used to. I kept catching myself watching her, not because anything was wrong, but becaus