Words matter or word smatter? You decide.
At every life event, good or bad, my people show up. It may not be everyone each time and it may not look exactly as I imagined, but someone is there. In fact, it's usually a whole lot of people. Some are family, some are friends, but at this point, those lines are pretty blurry.... Continue Reading →
Mothering a daughter is hard, especially a strong-willed, independent-thinking, highly emotional daughter. And most especially the teenage variety of said daughter. She's smart and funny and caring and I generally love being around her, but it's still challenging. I try to be conscious of my actions. After all, she's been watching me for the past... Continue Reading →
Okay, I screwed up. I missed the mark, so to speak, with yesterday's post. As soon as I hit publish, I knew it didn't feel right. Something was missing. It's this: A milestone, by definition, marks progress; it doesn't make progress. The travelers do that. And the progress they mark completely depends on what's left in front of them.... Continue Reading →
Last week in my Snowshoes post, I pondered the concept of unearned intimacy, that is, when we race toward a relationship destination without marking the usual milestones. Of course, my mind has been whirling ever since as tried to label those milestones. I'm pretty sure they must be different for everyone, and probably even for each... Continue Reading →
I may be the only person in the world who enjoys taking her car in for service. In addition to regular oil changes and tire rotation, I do everything the guys at my dealership tell me to do: air filters, power steering flushes, brake pads, you name it. They follow the manufacturer's recommendations, and I... Continue Reading →
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