After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the...

How disappointed I am is up to me. How much stock I put in what other people say is up to me. No one can “make” me feel this way or that…unless I choose. Except, I do get weary. I do get my feelings hurt. Because I am not as good at this “being a grownup” thing as I’d like to be. Because taking the high road is hard. (That’s...

I've been spending a couple hours each night moving files from one computer to another and cleaning up what I leave behind on each drive. I came across a letter I had written about 3 years ago and, in it, found this little gem of introspection:

My friend, Karen, sent this to me via email today: The people who are starting college this fall were born in 1992. They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up. Their lifetime has always included AIDS. The CD was introduced two years before they were born. They have always had an answering machine. They have always had cable. Jay Leno has always...

We live in the same city, but I haven’t laid eyes on her since my backyard project in May. Ridiculous. This picture was part of my Christmas present from her this year. You see, she knows me…well. She bought a beautiful silver and glass picture frame and then had one of my kids take this picture of us to put in it. She knows it will have a special place...

This Thanksgiving, I notice a theme: Letting go. Letting go of expectations – of myself and others. If your life has been feeling heavy lately, this will instantly lighten things up. Trust me – I know this from experience. Letting go of “someday”. One of the most visible ways I’ve done this is clearing my closet of all the clothes I...