Nine years ago, my daughter’s friend was bullied in the playground. It started out as a joke, a quirky game. As the “game” progressed,...

I spent three days at my own personal Disney Land last week. In truth, I stayed just two miles away from the actual Disney Land, but I...

(Re-released today, in memory of my brother, and in honor of National Suicide Prevention Month.) Chances are, you never met my brother....

The universe kindly did me a favor today. I am presenting next week at the World Burn Congress in California. My spare time is currently...

I write today wrapped in old clothes I don’t care about, so the bleeding won’t matter. Half of my body shines luminous scarlet, as my...

“We should start a Dinner Tour,” said my husband. “What? What’s a Dinner Tour? It sounds like we are Led Zeppelin, combined with a dinner...

I used to love P.D. Eastman’s book, Are You My Mother? The story was about a baby bird whose mother was nowhere to be found when he...

What brings meaning to your life? I am not asking because I have the right answer. I am asking because I want you to have an answer, an...

I still remember my daughter’s third grade teacher conference, although it happened over a decade ago. Ms. P. and I squatted on the...

When disappointments befall you, what do you think? Do you mutter, “Of course, it’s just my luck.” Or, “Nothing ever works out for me.”...