Sometimes you just have to reach out and grab what you want, even when they tell you not to. This is something that I've struggled with my whole life long.

Life is short but it is wide. This too shall pass.

These are all I have. I do not have the wide, bright beacon of some solid old lighthouse, guiding ships safely home, past the jaggedrocks. I only have these little glimmers that flicker and then go out.

Can you reclaim that free-girl smile, or is it like virginity- once you loose it, that's it?

I value humor, kindness, and the ability to tell a good story far more than money, status, or the kind of car someone drives.

How wide and sweet and wild motherhood and sisterhood can be.

Don't ever admit you know a thing about cooking or it'll be used against you.