I thought about all of us women and how we spend half our lives rebelling against our mothers and the next half rebelling against our daughters.

For most of us, dreams come true only after they do not matter, Only in childhood do we ever have the chance of making dreams come true when they mean everything.

We are the generation that came of age in an ageless society.

Your mother calls and says she hasn't seen you for a long time. The first year: You invite her for a week. You give her your room, and you both sleep on the lumpy studio couch. The fifth year: Your mother sleeps on the lumpy studio couch. The tenth year: You send the children to mother.

Didn't we, like our grandchildren, begin with a childhood we thought would never end? Now, all of a sudden, I'm older than my parents were when I thought they were old.

Did I choose you? Did you choose me? And what difference does it make? All that really matters, friend, is that we chose together.

Corporations, being only human, make mistakes. Sometimes you may end up working for one of those mistakes.