Uplifting And Positive News
I’m no doctor. I don’t even play one on TV. Yet, I’m about to make a bold diagnosis. Because I know a case of this when I see it. A case of “What Else-itis.” My friend, Tricia, has it right now. A freakish house fire burned down half her home last Fall. The company where she works has been bought, so her job is about to go away. Did I mention her husband has filed for divorce? Oh, and last
The decks have cleared. In the life of a woman whom I’ve never met, Yet who felt compelled to share her story with me. Folks do that. I guess that’s the gift I get for sharing my bumpy road to happy here on these pages. A gift I love. She shared how her career had soared among some of the highest positions in Washington. How once she was the youngest this. The most accomplished that. And then, Seemingly, Suddenly she
I could blame it on my mother-in-law. This week’s challenge, that is. My mother-in-law, truly a lovely lady. So delightful that when she came to town this week, she brought with her a container of homemade oatmeal cookies. My mouth waters just thinking about what might be, the best oatmeal cookie I’ve ever had. Perfectly round, baked to chewy consistency. I devoured a couple. Ok, maybe it was twelve. Who’s judging? Surely, not you. I savored each bite giving thanks
A phone diet. I know I need to go on one. To cut back. Like any other situation in my life where I know I’ve over done it. This now applies to the phone. Not so much about time spent on phone. Simply the number of phones. Have you done your own phone math, Dear Reader? Seems like yesterday, I had a home phone, a business phone, and a cell phone. And shoot, just to be honest and retro, I’ll
For you, Magnificent Woman–who is a creator whether or not you have kids, Mother’s Day. I actually write about magnificent aunts and women without children in my book, “Hope Possible: A Network News Anchor’s Thoughts On Losing Her Job, Finding Love, A New Career, And My Dog, Always My Dog.” And here is my column that ran this last week in The Atlanta Journal Constitution, The Dayton Daily News and other Cox Newspapers across the country. You, who thinks
A huge, “Thank you!” to Meredith Vieira and her staff for hosting me on her daytime talk show. They truly gave me the star treatment. My own dressing room with snacks! Hair, make up, and a really long segment talking about my new book, “Hope Possible.” We talked about losing my job at CNN, reinventing my career. We also talked about finding love and becoming a mom. The staff was kind enough to take a couple of the topics and
Watch out what you wish for. I realize now. I went into the new year hoping for doors to open. Surely, I didn’t realize I had to more specific. As in professional doors. Because doors are opening alright. All around me. There’s my car door which won’t stay shut. Our dishwasher broke its seal. It won’t close. Upside is the secret fun watching teenagers learn to wash dinner dishes by hand. And finally, the shower door won’t close. Which leads
It’s a giddy day around here because “How To Save A Life” is now available. If you’re looking for a new book that will make your heart sing and maybe tear up a bit, please check out this new novella by my friend, international bestselling author, Kristin Harmel. Here’s the description: “When a pediatric oncology nurse receives a devastating prognosis—she has just weeks left to live—she finds unexpected comfort from a patient. Her young friend shares a life- and death-changing
Friends. I’m studying the new math. Friends Addition. As in, how many friends do you have? There’s that ever-present number you see on Facebook. How many friends to you have there? As if, the majority of those contacts are real friends. And now, I’ve come across this study. It has me thinking friends and numbers. Adding them up. Scientists in Britain are looking at the age you have the most friends. When you are, according to the Aalto and Oxford
I had a bill come due this week. The kind of bill they don’t tell you about. The price you must pay for a dream coming true. You could’ve walked right past us and not known what a bittersweet moment was taking place. A simple visit with my two nephews. My brother’s boys. The boys who have been my treasures since the day each was born. Which happened on the other side of the country. No matter. At least four
