Category Archives: self image I will never forget the shock of the smack my mom gave me. No one had ever spanked or even yelled at me until we moved into the new house. I was six the summer we moved there. It was a beautiful, old Tudor house with more than enough room for my parents, my brother […]  Crazy, stupid driving; we’re all guilty of it. Everyone has strong opinions about what’s good driving, especially other peoples’ driving. Most of us think we’re good drivers, yet the world is filled with lousy drivers, so as Meg Ryan put it in When Harry Met Sally, you do the math. Some of those lousy drivers are […]  I was planning my first ever New Year’s eve party to ring in 1982 and needed the perfect party dress. A dress that would make me feel pretty, grown up and like the perfect hostess. I didn’t know what I was looking for when I set off shopping, but as soon as I saw it […]  I don’t think I am brave, though people tell me I am. Too often I fail to act. When gripped with fear; I balk. My doing something you are afraid of doesn’t make me brave. Doing something I’m afraid of does, and every time I do it takes every ounce of strength I have. Bravery […]  It’s 4:00 a.m. and I wake suddenly in the middle of one of those imaginary conversations. Those unsaid words keep me up at night. My bedtime rituals, PZIZZ and the occasional Advil PM allow me to fall asleep, but anytime between 1:30 and 4:30 a.m I often start wake, my head filling with words. In […] |
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