Give me the gray hair. I’ll take the aches and pains of middle age. I don’t mind the wrinkles… I’ll think of my wrinkles as all the laughs I had over the years. When I think of each of my gray hairs (and there are plenty) as a sunset I watched or a giggle...
Asking questions could save you a big headache.
Even if you have to pay for a sitter, date your partner.
The thankless tasks in life don’t have to be thankless.
My son wanted to quit. When he was in second grade, he was on the wrestling team. He was (and still is) a lightweight, and he’s wiry and fast and he was surprisingly good. This is my sensitive soul son, he’s a feeler. And he shocked us all when he was...