by Heidi Webb | Jan 5, 2026 | 2026
Recently my husband and I traveled to Dublin, Berlin, the UK, and Amsterdam. He dubbed the trip as “appetizer, salad, entrée, and dessert”. While in Amsterdam, the dessert part of our trip,...
by Heidi Webb | Dec 22, 2025 | 2025
Recently, my son gave me Dr. Jane Goodall’s Book of Hope, subtitled “A Survival Guide for Trying Times.” During this spate of recent darkness – the murders at Brown University, Bondi Beach in Sydney, Australia, Rob and Michele Singer Reiner – I needed Dr....
by Heidi Webb | Oct 17, 2025 | 2025
When my younger daughter texted me from New York saying she couldn’t talk because she was about to hop onto a train to go see Taylor Swift’s newly released “Life of a Showgirl,” my mind raced back a number of decades to the time when my closest, oldest friend and I...
by Heidi Webb | Jul 15, 2025 | 2025
above, I’ve been in a bind. Being in a bind, isn’t a comfortable place. My bind wasn’t because of smaller people having tied me down — rather it was because I couldn’t grab hold of an idea worthy of tying down. Or, perhaps, more precisely, because I had a number...
by Heidi Webb | Apr 14, 2025 | 2025
Friends recently invited us to the showing of a film called Raising Bar. Bar is the son of much loved friends of theirs. He is also a man with intellectual and developmental disabilities (I/DD). Many years ago, Bar’s parents had the foresight to recognize that...
