Sometimes I imagine a get-together where I introduce my family to my blogger friends and my blogger friends introduce my family to me.

I find in old age that it's possible to revisit the past, the one requirement being that you come as you are.

In a dark moment I ask, "How can anyone bring a child into this world?" And the answer rings clear, "Because there is no other world, and because the child has no other way into it."

You can accept a falling out that changes your plans, but it's hard to accept a betrayal that changes your memories.

The wedding is where two people become one. The marriage is where they decide which one.

Seems like nothing ever brings you back to reality that makes you want to stay there.

Toss your dashed hopes not into a trash bin but into a drawer where you are likely to rummage some bright morning.