I met some truly amazing medical personnel during my hospital stay. They were skilled, compassionate, and reassuring. And, I met some other hospital staff that... well, should possibly consider a different profession.
Two weeks ago, I got a new haircut. Last week I joined a dating site. Today, I told my landlord that I would not be renewing my lease because I planned to spend the next year backpacking. Through where? I do not know. All I know is that I feel stuck.
Every day we have an opportunity to learn a lesson, if we listen closely and see. I am grateful to learn and for these opportunities to make my life better so I can enjoy life, and hope you can take advantage of these little opportunities, too.
For nearly 35 years I have had the honor of serving as head of school at two private schools, one in Los Angeles, the other in Honolulu. My time as an educator has provided me with experiences and insights that I hadn't anticipated at the beginning of my career.
Knowing how minor children may feel when one of their parents cheats on the other, shouldn't such things be taken into consideration when parents, their professionals, or judges design parenting plans?
"What about you, Mama?" They ask, their eyes wide, their bodies bookended to mine.
I sink into the yellow couch, my feet tucked beneath me and really think about my life, my work and what is great within it.
Change is like going on an expedition: It can be a trudge or a hike. Take it all in and enjoy the view, or focus on the faults -- it's absolutely a choice. Here are some lessons I've learned about encountering change, some by resisting it and some by jumping into it with two feet.
I'm still absorbing the impact and distilling the multitude of details that became the focus of last year. I'm still growing my eyelashes back (nature is funny like that), and there are a couple of fun-filled appointments with my plastic surgeon in the near future.
On a rainy Sunday evening I returned from St. Michael's Medical Center in Newark, having visited my brother, who had a heart attack the night before. The upshot -- which of course I'll make positive, since that's how I view life -- is this.
People gushed when I said I was going to Costa Rica for three months in 2007 to write, do yoga, and learn how to surf -- especially about the surfing part. "Oh my God, you're going to love it! You're going to get addicted! Surfing is the most amazing sport ever!"