Some time ago, we unwrapped the many ways I felt blessed to still be alive—despite my parents’ lackluster effort on that front. Yes, they loved us and fed us and didn’t allow us to drink arsenic, but I think we can all agree there was some iffy judgment on their parts when it came to trampolines, […]
Read MoreLast week I had a conversation with a co-worker about why some people seem to have no self-awareness. We questioned why some people don’t pick up on social cues; why they can’t tell when they’ve intruded on a conversation; why they don’t read the faces of those who are negatively receiving the words they’re delivering. […]
Read MoreMy parents were extraordinary. They still are. They were ahead of their time in so many ways. Sure, we sat—or stood—anywhere in the car we wanted, but whatever, they got so many things right. They got them right without the luxury or convenience of the internet and a million how-tos at their fingertips. 1. My […]
Read MoreI crave small, cozy places and amber-lit spaces. I swoon over the soul-fulfilling ambience of food and drinks, laughter and joy—shared with mindfully-present people I love. But I had no idea this deep-rooted affinity for authentic conversation—and coziness of the soul—had a name. Hygge. (pronounced hue-gah) It’s Danish, and it’s the concept of being present […]
Read MoreIf any of the following incidents serve as foreshadowing, I might be in for an unfortunate, untimely demise. I’d rather die when I’m around 90, from a battle of wits gone awry, but it’s out of my hands. Here are a few reasons why I could probably die in a mortifying way. The bounce house […]
Read MoreT: West, can you spare a few Patience Cards™? Me: Sure, what’s up? T: My mom called and they’re having issues with their router. She asked if I could come help my dad sort it out. Me: *sympathetic silence* Please take what you need. T: I wouldn’t ask, but I just loaned my sister my […]
Read MoreHappy New Year! I know, I know—it’s almost February, but it’s still a good time to talk about resolutions. My proposition doesn’t require a yoga mat or a Ninja Blender, but it does involve removing the focus from yourself for a bit. (I just mentally saw some of you backing away. I won’t name names.) […]
Read MoreMusic is my second language. My sister nailed it over Christmas when she said I was bi-singual. She lit up and repeated it, “Bi-singual!” Then she bowed and strutted away like a boss. I can’t sing well, but I’ve got a song in my head from the moment I wake up until the moment I […]
Read MoreSeveral years ago, my sister was diagnosed with cancer—Non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. If ever there was a time to vehemently deny the title of this blog and the notion that Life Is Funny (even when it’s not), it was at this moment. Life wasn’t funny and I didn’t think it ever would be again. I was devastated […]
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