He leaned in and pointed a finger straight at me. I had been meaning to introduce myself to him for months. You see, my friend has a grown daughter, whom this young man has been dating for a while. He may actually become a future member of their family. So, in our circle of people, …
I drove past them along a country road on my way back from dropping my kids off at school: a group of wild turkeys. I ascertained most were young males, as I saw many tail feathers spread, strutting around like a bunch of young football players at a high school dance. It was an overcast …
This one sounds so zen. This is the one, ladies. This is the sneaker wave. Contentment seems like it should require zero work, like it would come from floating in a pool with a lemonade. I want my emotional homework to be, “Find yourself a flattering swim suit and a pool floatie. It’s time to …
There was that day at the beach. Sunny, windless, and clear. In my brain, I had built up some ungodly expectations about the amazing adventures we were going to have. I packed the kayak and everything. But my hard-working husband told me he planned to do nothing but rest his weary bones on the sand. …
This year was supposed to be all different. I blame a wonderful New Year’s tradition my friends and I have. Would you like to hear a story? For the past few years a group of mommy friends and I have held a tradition. Each of us picks out a word as our focus for our …
To have and to hold: myself – until I come back to my senses. It’s the first thing to reach for: before we even start dealing with the problem. It’s the very first tool. Some call it mindfulness. Or awareness. Or curiosity. Actually, it comes before curiosity. It’s hard to be curious about why you feel …