Last September, eating a peach with chocolate peanut butter ice cream in my kitchen a little after midnight, I realized I was happy. Not in the way you realize you’ve forgotten your keys – more the way you notice your breathing only after it’s slowed. Nothing special about the combination – cold peach from the…
Becoming exacts a cost we rarely anticipate. This melancholy arrives slowly – less a sharp loss than a gradual dissolution of bonds that once seemed unbreakable. It unpacks quietly while you are occupied in the trenches; it settles softly, never making a sound that alerts you to its presence. You remain oblivious, live with it,…
“For attractive lips, speak words of kindness. For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. For beautiful hair, let a child run his fingers through it once a day. For poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk alone. … We leave you a…
Following up on last week’s post is this talk by Monica Lewinsky: a woman who not only survived a thousand cuts, but now thrives. Humiliation, even more than physical pain, scathes as far as into one’s soul – especially when from a friend or environment you once felt safe being. Monica was hit with more than…