You know you have found love when you can't find your way back.
The shy and the extroverted have this in common — that they both fancy they are the center of attention.
I've been looking over the list of spring chores I made up last fall, and darned if they aren't fall chores, after all.
The trouble with learning to parent on the job is that your child is the teacher.
Yes, I worry about the craziest things, but better me than someone less qualified.
Conscience is less an inner voice than the memory of a mother's glance.