I was reading book that mentioned being indifferent to others…that treating others with indifference was a way to make them feel small and alone.

I was one of those people who could do a good job faking it.

I was raised a good girl, a good, “do what’s expected of you”

In mid-December, I saw this pint container of eggnog at the store.

Since beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I need to up my game and here’s why.

I’m the one who gives help and wisdom and all my goody-ness.

I see a lot of fear and frustration in people’s eyes. there’s a kind of weariness that comes from stress and uncertainty.

There are so many musts and ‘breaking news’…like if I don’t stop everything and pay attention right now,