Did I ever stop loving him the way you're supposed to stop loving everyone but the one you're with?
Look on the bright side. Be grateful for what you have. Count your blessings. Optimism is the foundation of courage.
So much so that it seemed too good to be true. And so it shouldn’t have surprised me to discover that it was too good to be true.
How much have i changed. i was a parent-pleaser, a dutiful friend. i made safe, careful choices and hoped that things would fall into place for me. but i have learned that you make your own happiness,...
Love made things feel precarious, and, when you got right down to it, everything in life was tenuous and fleeting and ultimately tragic.
But I have learned that you can't just create your own timetable and will it to come true.
But it’s simply human nature to have an occasional, fleeting interest in someone whom you once loved.
Life's not black-and-white. Sometimes the ends justifies the means.
Cremation was definitely the way to go. It was the way I wanted to go, rather than risk the possibility of going out on a bad-hair day.
Looking back, I question whether I really loved Nate, or just the security of our relationship. I wonder if my feelings for him didn’t have a lot to do with hating my job. From the bar exam through th...
So I guess what I'm trying to say is that life is fast. And it keeps speeding up. Sometimes I lose track of the season - or even the year. And we just have to make the best of it all. Our choices. Our...
Ellen laughs, as we’ve both made fun of those nauseating Facebook posts that use a religious concept to justify their thinly veiled bragging.
Never had a good gut feeling. It wasn’t so much that I didn’t have faith in my team, but that I maintained the truest fans always reverted to a doomsday position
Evident in every small act of kindness, it was love as a verb. Love that made me feel more complete than I had ever felt in my glamorous, Jimmy Choo filled past.
First of all, it’s impossible not to compare. When you go down a fork in a road, it’s impossible not to think about that other path. Wonder what your life could have been like…
Grief is a mystery to be lived through, not a problem to be solved,
We are one of those couples I used to watch, thinking to myself that I'd never be on the inside of something so special. I remember reassuring myself that it probably looked nicer that it actually was...
I also appreciate Amy’s forty-something perspective that the thirties are a grind for many, and motherhood isn’t the constantly blissful journey everyone thinks it will be when they attend their pink...
I am learning that perfection isn't what matters. In fact, it's the very thing that can destroy you if you let it.
You can run but you can't hide
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