I don’t always listen well, especially to those whose opinions differ greatly from my own on subjects dear to me. Fact, not pride, necessitates I admit that. It’s the biggest problem with my generation. We set our heels in. We make up our minds and, honestly, it takes natural disaster to open them back up.… Continue reading One more reason for optimism

I seek beauty in all things, whether I’m cycling, visiting a museum, attending a family gathering, or looking at a children’s book. And so, I am often brought to tears, either for the beauty I see or the lack thereof. Yesterday, as a spectator and cheerleader for a childhood friend at the Marine Corps Marathon,… Continue reading Marathon: The beauty in all things

I adore my sister. And I love talking with her. Sometimes it’s hard to believe we have the same parents, the same upbringing, or that we shared a room (short-lived and horrible for her). Though we each are parents to three children, the similarity in our lives seems to stop there on most days. Most… Continue reading “I smile because you are my sister.”

So, I’m in full-tilt job search mode these days, sending out resumes, scouring Indeed, and Glassdoor, CareerBuilder and Flex Jobs, taking tests on Crowd Content and a variety of freelance writing sites. I keep coming across these great companies that I’d love to work for, and their websites are crazy interactive with fun-looking young professionals… Continue reading The Fools

In the world of teenage boys, every day is an adventure, at least for those of us tasked with raising them. I remember my brothers as teens, two older, one younger. I remember their insecurities, their angst, their hunger, their melancholy, self-doubt, limitless joy, recklessness, naivete and also their arrogance. I remember my brothers, and… Continue reading befuddled