“The good ol’ days”. Did the good ol’ days ever exist? I’ve heard people talk about them all my life and yet I have never had a desire to revisit any of my old days.
It had always been a dream of mine to visit the islands of southern Thailand, and I was so happy that I was finally able to do so a couple of weeks ago. I traveled to the south of Thailand with a friend who had to be back after two
When you pass by a mirror, pause there for a beat.Say, “Hello, lovely human!” to the face that you meet.It may feel quite silly. You’ll laugh at the view.But this life is unfolding and happ’ning to you. Here are nine pathways to self-love . . . try them today.They’re sneaky
I am a full-time caregiver for my husband with Parkinson’s. Some days and weeks are relatively easy. Other times it’s being up every couple of hours during the night and constantly on call during the day. When the 24/7 periods hit, I become a different person. Tired, grumpy, listless, discouraged,
There is something bothering me about the conversation we’re having around artificial intelligence. We’re giving the machine too much credit. Sometimes we’re giving it credit for what’s good. Sometimes we’re blaming it for what’s bad. Either way, we’re forgetting about the person sitting in front of it. I’ve been writing