Love the Hard Way

I think we like having enemies.

It’s an unfortunate trait that’s carried over from the primitive days of survival, a tribal necessity: we band together to win.

Bonding is a biproduct of two people pushing against a third. It’s the cheap way to reach love, the pave… Read more...

The Hug

I had some time so I decided to go to one of my favorite restaurants and get dinner and a drink while reading my book.

Approaching the restaurant, I could tell something was off. The door was open but the place was empty and the owner was yelling.

Walking through the door, I saw he… Read more...

Compassion is Hard

Compassion is hard.

It’s not always right there on the surface. Often, we have to dig through layers of resentment, anger, indifference, rage, even humor to bring it into view. We have to forage past first instincts and first impressions.

Compassion is not always met with graRead more...

Back-Up Hearts

I’m so absent-minded this morning, I put on my reading glasses and then started looking for them on my desk.

Hard news does that. It takes you out of life and puts you in a stupor, in a murky haze with no walls and no exit.

I’ve been lucky. Not much hardship for me but,… Read more...

Too Good To Be True

I was searching for a dining room table on Craig’s List and came across a beauty that fit all of our criteria. AND it was new. AND it was priced at 75% of the retail price, which was still a hefty chunk of change.

When I inquired, the seller came back with an enthusiastic em… Read more...

Love for You

Love is a lifeboat.

Love is a bunch of balloons taking you up up up.

Love is a formidable shield and the arrows that pierce it.

Love is a mother’s thoughts wrapped around you like a blanket, wherever you are.

Love is a perfect beach day when you almost can’t tell the diff… Read more...

The TV Show We Want to Be On

The problem is the show we want to be on and the one we want to watch are two completely different shows.

The show we want to be on is a romantic comedy, the one where missed connections and happenstance lead to weddings and babies and new jobs. We already know the ending before i… Read more...

Lullaby

I sang a song for my daughter while she laid in her crib. It’s a sweet song about all kinds of people asking the listener to stop making fun of them. I really got into it and was bellowing out the chorus – “Don’t laugh at meeeeeeeeee…”

She start… Read more...