Humans of New York

 

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So I’m slightly obsessed with the Human of New York page on Facebook. I think it’s my love of story. My love of life. It allows me little pockets into lives I will never know.

Some make me smile. Others are simply amusing. My favorites are those that move me to tears, tears of the beauty that I see or the ache of a pain I know well.

Every now and then I run across one that sticks with me, like this one above. There was something about it. It spoke to me. I can’t tell you what it was, but this feeling just hit my gut, something deep within me. Depth. A depth my eyes couldn’t see, but my heart could feel. Continue reading

!!NEW TREND ALERT!!

That’s right.

I, well we, are starting a new trend.

Yes, totally new. Never seen before… and when you start hearing the buzz, What’s this? Who came up with this?  I just want you to know it started here. That’s right, right here, baby!

Okay, so hear me out.

It’s called SLO-DATING.

In the midst of a culture where everything is fast. Fast cars. Fast food. Fast internet. Fast girls. Fast marriages. Fast… we are slowing things down. I mean like really slowing things down.

To get a visual of how slow… check this out… and you’re welcome.  Continue reading

Alex’s observation

“Mom,” my youngest called while sitting in the front seat of our new car.

I heard her plea, but I didn’t respond. I was too busy swinging my head from side to side, making sure that I didn’t hit the, ummm, already crushed brick on the left of my driveway or trample over the grass on the right.

But she didn’t let up, “Maaaaam!,” she whined with attitude, a skill her old sister helped her perfect months ago.   Continue reading

The gift from Karin

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Everyone needs a friend like Karen.

Karen and I have been friends for five years.

She watched me go from being married to being single. She walked with me as I struggled through my divorce, when I couldn’t get off the bedroom floor, and supported me as I slowly began to build my life back.

We both had our struggles and out of those struggles came the words for three books.

Karin is one of those wise souls. Half the stuff that comes out of her mouth would never dawn on me. Seriously, you need your radio show, I always tell her, you’re questions and suggestions are so insanely brilliant. 

So much stands out about Karin, but there is one particular gift she has given me that I am truly grateful for;

she taught me how to stay.   Continue reading