How do you establish trust with someone you’ve
betrayed too many times? And what if the person you’ve betrayed is yourself?
Trusting themselves seems so easy for
men, but I’m not certain the same holds true for women. Personally, I second
guess myself all the time and I have plenty of friends who do the same. The problem
is that for most of my life, I had lied to myself, so much so that I didn’t even
realize I was lying anymore.
For years, I thought I was healthy
because I woke up at 5:30 ...
Today I mailed in the reply card for Prevention Magazine. Yep, I’m going to
subscribe to the magazine that 15 years ago, I thought was for old people.
Somehow I couldn’t resist their direct
mail piece. It wasn’t the headlines that got me (“Fight Fat After 40,” “Stop
Wrinkles Now”)—well, maybe they got my attention a little bit. It was the woman
on the cover. She appeared older than 40 and was definitely winning the battles
against fat, with a zestful smile and a body that looked strong enough to kick
Normally, I would ...
Did 2015 take anyone else by surprise?
Despite the Christmas festivities that always signify year’s end, I simply
wasn’t prepared when New Year’s Eve rolled around. I hadn’t reflected at all on
2014 and certainly hadn’t given much thought to what I want this year to look
Even once I gave it some thought, I
didn’t greet 2015 with open arms. In fact, I felt a bit dismal about the entire
year. My job hunt had ground to a halt in December and frankly, I wasn’t too
keen on starting it up ...
Am I the only one who feels relieved
when Christmas is over? I don’t know about you, but as soon as December 26
rolls around, I feel the immediate urge to take down every single Christmas
decoration and shove it in the attic for the next year. The day after Christmas is like the day after a night of binge drinking. The fun is over and now you have to peel yourself out of bed, head pounding, and deal with the mess.
It’s not that I hate Christmas. In fact,
I love it. I love the lights, the ...
Nothing taps into the hopeless romantic
buried deep beneath my sarcastic exterior like a wedding. Such a magical
event—the couple who radiates happiness, the toasts that bring on laughter and
tears, the music and dancing (I especially love that part!).
I love it all really, but the longer I
am married, the more it is the ceremony itself that affects me. Two optimistic
souls saying, “I’m a nut job. You’re a nut job. Let’s see if we can win this
game of life together.”
Ok, so that’s not in most vows, but
isn’t it ...