To My Fearful Younger Self

When I am bored and looking for something mindless to do, I watch the Hallmark Channel. Yes, I confess. I watch the schmaltzy stories that always have people living happily ever after. It is usually a story of a woman who has been scorned by love, or who is angry with...

When You Need a Little Boost

“Mom, give me a little boost,” my son instructed me. He was newly off training wheels and had just graduated to a bigger bike. I steered my bike closer, bent down and gripped his handle bar as he put his feet on his pedals and took off, determined to catch...

Daddy’s Girls

There is a whole generation of young women (late 20’s and 30’s) getting cancer — simply because they were “daddy’s girls” at age ten. These daddies* worked with asbestos in the days when the public didn’t know it was scary...

My Favorite Things

Today seems like a great day to remember some of my favorite things. Okay, they aren’t really things. They are some of my favorite inspirations. They are my run-to truths whenever I need to encourage myself or someone else. They have met me so many times in a place of...

Life in the Time of Unemployment

I have a confession. I say it slowly and slyly, and with great pains: I am unemployed. It’s not because I’m lazy. It’s not because I’m not qualified. It’s probably not even because of the economy. Perhaps you understand why I’m so...