I’m noticing how easy it is to lose passion in happiness. The fairytale’s complete, now what? It’s just comfort upon comfort upon comfort, and all of a sudden there are a thousand nuances overlooked, and I’m worlds away from him, feeling like I need to run, jump, dive, ski, swim, anything to ...
As her friend, you must offer your patience. As a lover, you must offer your heart and surrender to hers. As her parent, you must grow accepting of how she sets herself apart from the original tribe who created her.
I write this for the people who stand in front of a classroom day after day or sometimes night after night and wonder if their job is simply nothing but a hassle, but sometimes choose a paper from the stack to read in class and carefully slide it back without another word, so as not to make ...