But if you seek forgiveness, doesn't that automatically mean you cannot be a monster? By definition, doesn't that desperation make you human again?

No one ever asks a kid for her opinion, but it seems to me that growing up means you stop hoping for the best, and start expecting the worst.

Tutoring a four year old to get into an exclusive preschool made as much sense as hiring a swim coach for a guppy.

Talking out loud to fictional characters is just the tip of the iceberg.

Everyone deserves a happy ending.

Someone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die.

There was a fine line between love and hate you heard that cliche all the time. But no one told you that the moment you crossed it would be the one you least expected. You'd fall in love and crack open a secret door to let your soul mate in. You just never expected such closeness one day to feel like an intrusion.