Like so many of you, I’m limping into the end of the year. Closing my laptop on Friday last week, my eyeballs burned with fatigue like calf muscles at the end of a long run. One more video conference meeting and every cell in my body would have staged an insurrection. Every human being has limits. Many of us have certainly been pushed to our own frayed ...
For the past fifteen years, my husband Bob and I have been proud to host “Stand Up for Heroes,” the Bob Woodruff Foundation’s annual fundraiser for injured veterans and their families. We’ve raised more than $80 million to help our military veterans find ways to heal and move forward in their communities after the wounds of war. This November 8th will ...
Autumn is a time of change, downshifting from the warm days of summer to cooler nights and shorter days. We’re never too old for change. Trying something new challenges us. It keeps us vital. The pandemic put many people at a crossroads, a pause that can also be a positive time to make change. Folks I know are finding themselves in the post-covid ...
When I joined my DNA with my husband’s, there were many unanswered questions. Would my recessive blonde genes triumph over his green eyes and dark hair? Would our kids inherit his more mathematical and logical mind? Would his laid back attitude trump my more tightly wired list-making one? No matter. Those were all things we had ...
So here I am. I'm at our lake house and its soggy. I've said yes to my kid that as part of his graduation present he can bring friends up here. Girls and boys. Somehow we set a limit and somehow, in the effort not to hurt certain people's feelings, he exceeded that limit without checking with me. As the rain pours down and the TV blares with the ...