Swirling thoughts like a storm-ridden sky. Other have grandiose ten-year plans, but not her. In ten years she would still be finding herself. What was so wrong with that? Shouldn’t we, as humans, allow ourselves to repeatedly evolve? Or are we supposed to set a roadmap to our […]
Is it cool to have a toddler in First Class? Immediate Answer: It is all about the parents! I was recently on a flight where several of us pondered this question. The second we all sat down, everyone looked to the side (out of the corner of their […]
Recently there was a headline that there are now more young women in college than young men. Many cheered noting how women are starting to get their due recognition and advancements. I, for one, am a woman who benefited from an increased focus on young girls’ scholastic advancement. […]
Years after college I would go out clubbing, often at places that played ’80s music. It was fun, silly and high-spirited namely because the songs were just for dancing (mostly badly) with no real no societal insight. Although I readily danced to it, I must admit I hated […]
My little boy inspires me everyday Inspiration can come from mentors, from parents and from philanthropists, to name a few. My daily inspiration comes from my six year old son. He is silly, goofy and sweet. He is super sweet, sickly sweet, despite the fact that I stopped […]
She never had much; just what she could carry in a large suitcase or two. A long time ago she had received a large box with her few remaining childhood-items. That box has long since disappeared. Then one day she had knick-knacks; tons of pretty colored-glasses. They stand empty […]
Traveling with a six year old cross country: No we are not there yet Since my son was a baby, we have been taking him on road trips. As a baby he slept much of the way. As a two year old, we traveled with an Elmo Potty […]
Often when you are sad the best medicine, antidote, is a sad song or a sad movie. You get caught up in that emotion and your heart swells and you wallow. You sit and wallow in someone else’s expressed misery. It works for a bit. A few years […]
Willy wonka, gratitude, silly, nostalgia, identity
Generation huh: Who are we anymore? My sister was born in 1981. Apparently, those born in the years between 1979 -1982 are trapped in a purgatory generation of sorts. I always knew there was something odd about my sister and now I am glad to have proof I […]
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