I Can’t Feel My Breasts
Focus on your leg for a moment. Does it hurt? Can you really even feel it without touching it? Now, if you’re a woman, focus on your breast. (If you’re a man, sit this one out.) Can you feel it? No. It’s just kind of there, right? I was sitting calmly at my computer yesterday
Permission to Do Nothing Granted
It’s the first day of summer vacation and I am behind. My kids are slowly rolling out of bed, lazily slurping their way up onto the couch and zoning like zombies in front of the TV. It’s Day One and we’re turning into a family of sloths. This is tough news for a person like
Calming Anxiety with Kindness
We’re coming upon a season of great celebration. My mailbox is full of pictures of fresh young faces excited to begin a new chapter of life. You can see by the twinkle in their eyes that they are looking forward to saying goodbye to cafeteria lunches and study halls. Parents are frantically sweeping out garages
You Did This
The same guy who has photographed the Dalai Lama, Jimmy Fallon and about a gazillion other famous people came over to my house last night to photograph my daughter. I’m not even kidding. And it’s all because of you. Remember last fall when my 11 year old was selling “Cozies for the Cure” in anticipation
Your Best is Yet to Come
My husband, some hotshot. Saul got to speak the other night at the Athens High School Senior Athletic Banquet. The speech itself was good, but I got the benefit of hearing all of the rough drafts. Most of them were takes off of Chris Farley’s Saturday Night Live character who talks about living in a
Kindness Beats Bullying
I was sitting in my basement a few weeks ago with tears streaming down my face. The room was dark except for the glow of the television. It was a Saturday night and I was four days out from my reconstructive surgery. Something was wrong. The pain was more intense than anything I had ever
Let’s Talk About Boob Jobs
My friend called me “classy” yesterday, and she didn’t even say it sarcastically. I’m thinking she doesn’t know me very well… I started to laugh and told her I had never been accused of being classy before. I have indeed been accused of being the exact opposite, but that’s another story hidden in the closet
