Live With Flair

A week ago, the world was different for all of us. This morning, I wake up deeply saddened again. I run my hand along my

Today, I volunteer at the 5th grade Colonial Crafts and Tea Party. In between helping children select a tea bag and examining the handmade candles,

Today I realize how thankful I am that I earned a C+ in a Psycho-biology class at the University of Virginia in 1993. I wanted

Right around 4:00 PM, I get the worst tension headache. I’m thinking about too much. So at 4:01, I stumble into the bathtub and turn

Every time I look at my 7 year old, I feel my throat tighten and my eyes fill up. Yesterday, it was when I felt

I’m reading Rainer Maria Rilke’s Letters to a Young Poet, and I love his advice about writing. He writes this: “Ask yourself in the stillest hour

All night, I woke up imagining the shooting in that kindergarten classroom. I woke up imagining the parents hearing the news at the firehouse that

I’m reading an advice column from E. Jean, and a reader asks her, “How can I find my passion?” E. Jean responds, “Here’s the way:

This morning, my friend shows me Psalm 37 and reminds me: “Do not fret.” I think about the word. Fretting includes a threefold experience of

This week, I watch as friends find each other before school. One little girl claps her hands, jumps up and down, and runs to greet