We've both grown up a lot in the past few years. She left for college and gained some perspective and maturity. I socialized service dogs-in-training and along the way, learned to be patient and in control of my emotions.
The golden retriever with the giant smile and giving heart continues to see the good in any situation and brings joy to others wherever she goes.
This test is pass-fail, but even a passing grade will feel as though you've failed. You will have 18.3 minutes to complete this exam, which is the average length of time spent in a pediatric waiting room.
By thinking globally and acting locally, you can make a difference this holiday season in the lives of families across the world, or across the street. Here are some ideas to get you started.
We've been talking about moving in together and eventually getting married, but there's one problem: I have four cats, and my boyfriend says he can't see himself living with cats. What can I do?
As our family prepares to grow from four to five, we've decided my little sedan will just be too cozy and that we are reluctantly somewhat forced to graduate to the land of three rows.
At 15 years old, Jack created a new diagnostic test for pancreatic cancer that is 28 times faster, 26,000 times less expensive and over 100 times more sensitive than the current diagnostic tests. If that's not enough, the test also works for ovarian and lung cancer as well. Not bad for a kid who doesn't even have his driver's license.
I am not going to lie -- these offerings of my time, presence, and patience often require deep breaths from me, a Reformed Rusher. But with every triumph over my former rushing ways, I heal a little more.
Travel makes people better people. When you learn more about the world and the people in it, push your boundaries, and try new things, you become a more open, outgoing, and awesome person.
The (apparently fake) reenactment of your Thanksgiving flight in 45 tweets inspired me to want to create my own version of what could have happened (mine takes only 20 tweets). This is the story I wish you had shared.
I suck at roller skating, and I love it. That's what kept going through my mind when I got the latest report from our daughter, Katie, a freshman in college who's still getting used to how difficult her classes are. "Physics is kicking my ass," she said. "And I love it."
Morgan declared his future at 8-years-old. And tomorrow, that dream will either be alive and well or over. As I lay in my bunk, I search for the words I may need in the morning. Words to console my boy in the event that his dream isn't going to happen. For the first time that I can remember, I'm stumped.
Once before, a dog looked at me like that in mid-autumn, a wild dog, a wolf out West that had been caught in a farmer's trap set for coyotes. He had spent his November in lonely exodus from all that he had known in order to start over.
Why did I feel sustained from the Facebook posts, rather than overextended from an all-you-can-eat buffet of status updates? Facebook felt different on Thanksgiving, because friends were not posting information about themselves.
Let the power of this book continue to resonate, even as we face all sorts of new wild things in our own lives, in the American landscape, and around the world. Let us make the hot suppers for each other.