Happy Thanksgiving! I realize many of the readers of this site are not in The U.S. so I have also named this holiday The Don't Be An A-hole Day because really, what better day to not be one? To be grateful? It's a perfect day to NOT be an a-hole.
I want to challenge everyone to take a few minutes this Thanksgiving to pick up your phone, not to post, tweet, or text, but to CALL someone. Call your friends or family members. Let them know you are thinking about them and that you love them.
Being widowed at thirty-seven with toddler twins was the worst sort of crossroads. You are old beyond your years—overnight you become the friend with the same life experience as a grandparent—and yet you are still young enough to want a different future.
I don’t know how this fear became so entrenched in me, and I don’t know how I managed to pass it along to my son. I hope I can teach him that it’s okay to be alone. That, sometimes, alone is wonderful.
What I regret is not fully enjoying what I was doing while I was doing it. Not being completely present, focused. Not paying attention. Not being in love with what was surrounding me, not being in love with what’s within myself.
I just went through something completely devastating and traumatic and lifealtering and I cannot breathe, I cannot figure how to get to the next moment, that is why I am here because I have to get to the next moment, I cannot have my sister-in-law, my brother, or my mom think that they failed me and I died because of something they feel they did or did not do?