One night many years ago I was lying in bed, waiting for sleep and reviewing my day. I hadn't had a bad day, but I could not decide whether it had been a good day.I realized then that my problem was that I did not have any standard for measuring the success of my day. I needed a Good Day checklist.
They frolic! They play! They chase and tumble. And you will never be so excited by the idea of puppy breath! Check out this video and watch the painfully adorable afternoon adventure through a meadow with 21 Golden Retriever puppies.
Unless you're purposely trying to be alone, or on a deserted island, the chances of you actually being alone when you travel solo are quite skinny.
As an athlete my entire life, a true tomboy growing up, I thought I understood the draw of sports. But it wasn't until I spent a few days with Special Olympics athletes that I realized just how powerful -- and empowering -- sports can truly be.
Let's be honest. If we're going to spend my husband's hard-earned money on a sit-down meal, I'm going to want to let it fully digest. That's not possible with toddlers. Let's go through the play-by-play.
They've taught me about choosing joy over hardship, about embracing my own silliness, about how to work on things I needed to work on to in order to become the person I want to be. And most of all, perhaps, they've taught me to treasure the magic of small moments.
This is a historic moment. It marks a huge shift in mainstream thinking about the economy. Workers have won a better life for themselves and their families. We've beat back CEO-backed trickle-down economics. But we won't stop fighting until all workers win higher wages as the movement grows stronger.
Finally, a use for social media I can wrap my head around: If you have a consumer complaint, just put it out on Twitter. Twitter, for all intents and purposes, is the new Better Business Bureau. The ability to publicly shame a company for its bad service is a weapon in the consumer arsenal.
I steer clear of weighty labels and propaganda. But if knowing this and teaching this small and enormous lesson to my lovely, sensitive, strong, artistic, athletic, sweet, funny, smart and undeniably cute daughter bears the label of feminism, that's fine with me.
It happened to me, before I realized it was "happening to me." Of course I still loved my family and friends. But, all of a sudden, they weren't really my top priority. I wasn't really my top priority. This is the biggest faux pas you can commit in your romantic relationship: making each other your entire life.
"They Thought They Could Bury Us...They Didn't Know We Were Seeds." The phrase has come to represent the viewpoint of those marginalized around the globe. In Ferguson, as the community works toward healing, it has come to have different meanings.
Forgiveness is highly contested territory, a discourse that gets shoe-horned into over simplified, black and white reasoning, which is why I've tried to create a more nuanced and layered discussion by presenting it through the stories of real people who all think about and articulate forgiveness in different ways.
The smell of melting butter and baking dough wafts through the town of Tetela. Two neighborhood boys amble up to Miguel and Irma's front gate, pressing their noses in the spaces between the metal. "Ya tienen pasteles?" one of them shouts excitedly. Are your pastries ready?
You know those moments as a parent when you realize you were dead wrong? I recently had one with my 24-year-old daughter when she announced that she would spend the summer backpacking through Europe.