Worth in Being

When I was about nine years old, my uncle and older cousin gave me a nickname. It was “UPS” which stood for “Useless Piece of (you know what four letter word).” You might think, “How horrible of them!”” They are actually both very kind and caring people. They were expressing their affection through an Italian tough guise. Okay, maybe it wasn’t the best way to encourage a youngster. Can’t we all relate to feeling useless or even worthless at times? … Read More