Choice & the Evil Diner Menu

Choice & the Evil Diner Menu

What do you choose when you don’t know what to choose? Choice can be overwhelming. We humans absolutely love the idea of having a bazillion options and the ability to customize things entirely to our liking. But when it comes down to actually making a...
Death of Cynic?

Death of Cynic?

I can be the world’s biggest cynic sometimes. I call myself the “eternal optimist,” and mostly that’s true. But sometimes my mother’s voice rings in my head saying things like… “There is no such thing as happily ever after.” “Life isn’t all fun and games, you know.”...
The Girl Who Couldn’t Cry

The Girl Who Couldn’t Cry

Many years ago I learned not to cry. I was a very emotional little girl. The one who makes the grown ups shake their heads and say, “She’s so sensitive.” People weren’t comfortable when I cried — especially my mother — so I learned to hide it. When my...
The Me Suit

The Me Suit

There once was a woman who got sick and tired of being herself. She dreamed of climbing a mountain, but she wasn’t strong. She wanted to paint a beautiful portrait, but she wasn’t artistic. She wanted to try stand up comedy, but she wasn’t funny. “That just wouldn’t...
The Gift of Getting Fired

The Gift of Getting Fired

I fired my assistant yesterday. Well, I prefer the term “let go.” It brings to mind releasing a fish I caught and didn’t want to eat, easing it gently back into the water. Be free, little fish. Be free. I knew she wasn’t the assistant I was looking for when I read her...