How To Avoid the “Quitter’s Day” Slump
Growing up, I had a notebook addiction. I was obsessed with cracking open the spine of a new journal and dreaming over the limitless possibilities…
Growing up, I had a notebook addiction. I was obsessed with cracking open the spine of a new journal and dreaming over the limitless possibilities…
At dinner parties or any time we meet new people, a common conversation starter my husband and I like to lead with is, “What are…
When the days get grayer and the nights get longer, being alone can get, well, lonely. But it doesn’t have to be that way. As…
“On what date do you tell someone you go to church?” That, verbatim, is what I typed into Google while walking to meet my date…
Several years ago, I decided to hike a section of the Pacific Crest Trail. In the months leading up to the trip, I scoured hiking…
Last winter, I went on the worst first date of my life—and I swore it would be my last bad date. I connected with a…
Recently, I was volunteering at my son’s school and struck up a conversation with another parent. Inevitably, the conversation veered toward work, and I cringed…
Nothing speaks of endless possibility quite like the crisp first page of a new notebook. At least, that’s how I’ve always justified my burgeoning stationery…
“We do not learn from experience. We learn from reflecting on experience.” So far in my life, I’ve found these words — attributed to John…
It was the perfect first date: a “gallery hop” through different art galleries in New York City. The events allowed for small talk with just…