This month of sisterhood has taken me through the depth and breadth of what women can be to each other and what they should not be. Next weekend I will be flying up to say goodbye to my sister, who

I’m not ready to lose my sister, Not one kind, nor gentle part of her, The years of memories wash through me. The world will lose such intelligence, Laughter, gaiety and kindness too,

  Upon the hill beside the road Stood the two little trees side by side. Over the years they grew as one, Trunks and branches intertwined One hundred years and more they stood Limbs locked i

You are beautiful, yes you are!  We are so hard on ourselves, arent we?  We run the household, take care of kids and may have a career.  We decide on practically everything, dont we?  What doctors to

“It does not matter how slow you go so long as you do not stop.” —Wisdom of Confucius As far as I know I get one spin on the life-merry-go-round and truly, I’d rather be dizzy from the adventure

There are two ways of spreading light; to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it. —Edith Wharton   Just before dawn the sky is brilliant—sprinkled with stars and planets to chart a course by.  

A few months ago I was talking with my sister, I had shared with her some challenges I was wrestling with, after a 5 minute diatribe, my closing statement just before coming up for air was something l

Until recently I think I largely misunderstood what it meant to receive—on some level I had receiving in the same category as taking.   I have a distinct memory from middle school, my art teacher com

In the cascading desire of new love, my now husband and I were on a quest to “do it” as many times as possible in the shortest period of time. Craving, anticipating each meeting between us, I believe

Let's talk about sex, baby Let's talk about you and me Let's talk about all the good things And the bad things that may be   Remember that song from Salt 'n' Pepa? OK, so I'm one of those people wh