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I have a young nephew. He's super bright, very articulate, 10 years old and ready to rule the world. Succeeding in school comes easily...

It's how I feel sometimes. A lot of the time, actually. If you've ever fallen asleep on a subway, or a commuter train, or a bus, you...

I had to give in. I had to trust. And it worked.

I've been dreading this part. When presented with a tragedy, people look for the lift - the tidy and sweet ending to that makes it all...

I've generally been a believer in listening to your gut. And the older I get, the more I believe in it. Though my 50 plus gut is...

As much as we love sushi, I knew there was something more - no one gets that excited over tuna and salmon.

Take off the headcover. Peel off the clothes. Under the skin, and muscle and sinew, wrapped in the vessels that carry our blood, you find...

Alright, maybe not the entire world. But beyond the literal and the recent events of the Middle East, there's been as much metaphorical...

There's been some bad stuff going on in the world. If you're plugged in at all you know what an extraordinarily trite understatement that...

I used to think being an expert meant years (and I mean more like decades) of experience in any particu lar topic. Time in the trenches,...

I survived. I made it through the 10 days - albeit with some aches and pains (if you read my previous post - you heard about the bed),...

They say you can't go home again. And after so many decades trodding this planet, I finally really get it. If you've never left, that's...

TRIGGER WARNING: This post could upset animal activists or those with sensitivities to life-cycles and the balance between humans and...

Coming to terms with me being my biggest hurdle...the beginning...

I know, no matter what a lot of men say, that before I was born, my father was looking forward to a boy. It’s okay…I don’t hold it...

Sometimes I think the deepest fear we have Is that one day we will slip Silently away And no one will notice That we are gone. And that...

Was she perfect? Of course not. Was she human? Very much so. Even though famous for her stiff upper lip, that stoicism served a purpose…bot

I must have walked this path at least a thousand times over the years. While it still the same route, it is never the same journey.

I remember a moment in the days after he departed looking at the shelves and, for a moment, relishing in the idea of emptying so many of the

What fear binds you so tightly to the cold steel of the gun? Are you really the hunter, the hero, that won't turn and run? Do you know...