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As a youngster, I used to frequent the Saturday afternoon shows at the theater with a girlfriend. We both loved watching the latest vampire movies. There was just enough scare in them to make us feel frightened and just enough corniness in them to make us both laugh while walking all the way back home. …

Back in the 1970s, when I was a teenager, I’d listen to the radio while driving Mom’s Volkswagen around town running errands for her. There were more than a few songs I liked singing along to: “Time Keeps on Slippin into the Future,” by Steve Miller, “I Got No Time,” by the Guess Who, and…

It is easy to feel grateful when we get the recognition we’ve been pining for from our employer, when winter finally gives way to the warm sunshine of spring, or the rift between  family members is miraculously resolved. But when the unwanted prevails such as losing our job, weathering another winter storm, or the rift…

I started out as a tender-hearted little girl. I think every child does until a small or large injury occurs and we experience an emotional wound. As kids, our wounds leave an impression. We might put up our dukes and fight back, we might harden ourselves against any further wounds or we might just ignore…