Men don't traipse. We... Swagger

Where you come from does matter -- but not nearly as much as where you are headed.

Torn between fear and something that resembled love, she wrestled with questions she never dreamed she would face: How could she leave? Then again, how could she stay?

Leave it to a man to mess things up

The first time someone I loved left me behind...I didn't know how my family would balance. We had been such a sturdy little end table, four solid legs. I was sure we would now be off-kilter, always unstable. Until one day I looked more closely, and realized that we had simply become a stool.

There are just as many stories to be told in the dark spots s there are in the bright ones.

I became a firefighter because I wanted to save people. But I should have been more specific. I should have named names.