When my elder nephew was about seven, my sister and I took him shopping with us. We happened to stop at a pet store to look at the puppies. He told us, “Maybe when you grow up you can get a dog.” “We are grown up,” I told him. “Oh,” he said, “well maybe when... Continue Reading →
Me, Myself, and I Am
When I was thirty-five, I came to a conclusion that I was never going to be able to get married unless I changed myself. At thirty-six, I concluded that I was either too old to change my ways, or change was just impossible. Now, here I am at thirty-nine, and I have realized that I... Continue Reading →
When You ASSUME. . .
When I was thirteen, my older sister got married. She was twenty. I couldn’t wait for it to be my turn. If life were like a commercial, there would have been an announcer reciting a disclaimer, “Results may vary; your actual life may not look like this.” But then, at thirteen you think you know everything, so... Continue Reading →
