On the blog: Tell us how you view time Have you ever considered that redeeming time might mean managing time less, and paying attention more? Often our time management is so rigid that it doesn’t allow for interruptions—for the joy of life to flow through our day. Some of those interruptions are actually the things that help the joy of...

I am a New York City Police Officer. On July 12, 1986, I was on patrol in Central Park and stopped to question three teenagers. While I was questioning them, the oldest, a fifteen-year-old, took out a gun and shot me in the head and neck. Thanks to the quick action of my fellow police officers, I was rushed to a hospital. A few days later, once...

By the time I had reached my late teens I had lived in three different countries under the roofs of three separate relatives. I was born in Honduras and was raised there by my grandmother. Then, at the age of seven I moved to America to live with my mother in Los Angeles. At 15 I moved yet again, to live in Canada. Having such a disjointed childhood...

The hum in the office grew as people filtered in that morning. Soft chuckles over some incident the night before, muffled conversations and ringing phones filled the air. Suddenly, an urgent tone broke in. The first reports of a possible tragedy began circulating, and while some employees wrapped up phone calls, one or two turned on a radio, and...