My daughter botched her online piano recital. She reminded me how to move on.
When my 13 year old received a tracking device, I experienced the same sinking feeling that I did on the morning of September 11: I knew the world would never be the same.
Family fun in the sun beckons, but danger lurks in the shadows.
My ancestors and I helped champion my daughters’ triumphs.
Eating with our hands helped us rediscover our roots.
Eye candy. All lit up.
Have we become a world of DIY hairdressers? Are we now embracing gray hair and scruffy looks? Giving up hair salons and barber shops may mean giving up some sanity and friends.
I asked a friend if she would help me. She wasn’t willing to do it. I loved her anyway.
Here’s to realizing our 2020 vision.
Security screening never felt this good.