Saul is a college basketball coach. He came home from practice the other night, and as usual, called out, “Hellooooo!” as he opened the door.
As usual, he dropped his work stuff on the floor and headed straight to the kitchen.
After he got some food in his belly, he returned to the couch, as usual, and opened his computer.
Once he got ... Read More
I never post on social media on Saturdays or Sundays. I’d stand on my pedestal and say, “The weekend is reserved for my family” but the truth is I’m just a little bit lazy and I like to sleep in.
I couldn’t sleep this past Saturday so I shuffled into my office, threw on some headphones and started listing to music ... Read More
Want a little good news? How about this: You can let go of the anger.
Right here and right now — or whenever it next pops into your body and threatens to explode. You can let go of the anger. It won’t grow in strength and come back to haunt you later if you refuse to express it.
Throughout my life, I’ve ... Read More
Several years ago, a man sent in a story for my Kindness is Contagious column. It resonated with me so deeply, I used it again in my book and I often refer to it in my speaking engagements.
Why did I love that particular story so much? Because it flipped over the ridiculously angry emotions I feel sometimes when someone does ... Read More
I remember being 16 years old and begging my dad to let me drive two hours away to a party on a college campus with a guy friend that I went to high school with. It was the beginning of my junior year.
Guess what my dad said?
No way.
Period.
I stood in the living room and loudly debated my case with tears ... Read More
Tomorrow’s the big day. I’m heading back to THE JAMES for reconstructive surgery. For anyone who cares about the details, Saul and I have to be in Columbus by 9:30 for an 11:30 surgery. It should take less than three hours and after another two hours in the recovery room, I’m free to come home. Then I get to lie ... Read More
“It’s only breast cancer.” That’s what I wrote in a text message to a girlfriend. I wasn’t trying to be flippant or funny. It’s true. When I start to feel sorry for myself, I remind myself, “It’s only breast cancer.”
My kids are happy, my husband is healthy (and we love each other which is a total bonus), I get to ... Read More
