As the sun sets, we've all had those nights where you question your choices and where your life is going.
I don't really cook. There are caterers, and my husband cooks.
If you jump, you best jump far.
A lot of the carols were not as you hear them now.
I don't want to sit on the sidelines and not value the gift of being here. Instead of the idea of time ticking away, the grains of sand running out, I try to think of time as giving me another grain of sand, another gift. So time passing is an accumulation, rather than a diminishing.
I felt sidelined by the industry, by the preoccupation with finding something newer, younger.