I enjoy fashion, but never over function.

I will not wear shoes that hurt my feet. Maybe to church I’ll wear some that are slightly uncomfortable because I’m sitting the whole time.

I won’t wear shirts that restrict my ability to move my arms or pick up my kids.

I won’t carry a bag I love if it doesn’t go over my shoulder so I can carry my 2-year-old around comfortably.

On my trip to San Francisco there was one item I was really, really wishing I had.

Not enough to charge it on a credit card, but you know . . . longing for …read more

Wow, you look so pretty, all my friends told me over the weekend.

It’s the kind of thing you love to hear, except in the back of your mind you’re thinking, Man I must have been looking pretty bad to get this kind of response.

It’s subtle, but my skin is so different since I started giving blood for my hemochromatosis. I’ve given 3.5 unites of blood.

It’s not that it was the wrong color, it was just the wrong pallor.

Do you remember when I was telling you about my kid and his skin and that lady was telling me it had …read more

When I was in college a class call Fitness for Life was required. To pass the class you had to run a mile. Now I was a smart and precocious freshman and I knew they couldn’t MAKE me run. Isn’t that unconstitutional or something? They could make me participate, but they couldn’t make me run.

I’ll walk the mile as fast as I can, but you can’t make me run, I told the instructor stubbornly.

I look back on that moment as evidence of how short-term thinking infects youth with stupidity.

Was it in my long term best interest to learn how to …read more