Today, much of journalism and politics are in a kind of collusion to oversimplify and personalize issues. No room for ambivalence. Plenty of room for the personal attack.

You can believe in women's rights without believing that every woman is right.

women who once aspired to the image of superwoman now worry about becoming superdrudge. Those who wanted to have it all now ask whether they have to do it all.

People have been writing premature obituaries on the women's movement since its beginning.

Maybe this year, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives not looking for flaws, but looking for potential.

What do I want to take home from my summer vacation? Time. The wonderful luxury of being at rest. The days when you shut down the mental machinery that keeps life on track and let life simply wander. The days when you stop planning, analyzing, thinking and just are. Summer is my period of grace.

Our 'mistakes' become our crucial parts, sometimes our best parts, of the lives we have made.