In planning my first trip to Paris, I didn’t care about seeing Notre Dame. I’d read so many descriptions of it by the likes of Dumas, Hugo, Zola. How could Notre Dame be so special? I thought. We landed at Charles de Gaulle the day before Thanksgiving 2003. I wasContinue Reading
Epiphanies are the soul of life. They force us to dig deeper, try harder, and get back up when we’ve been knocked over for the first (or millionth) time. A person who can’t recall her last epiphany is a stunted soul who chooses the comfort of familiarity and stagnation overContinue Reading
I didn’t know where he worked when I stood him up. Or even when I reached out two months later, asking him to give me another chance. Not wanting to be bulldozed, I met him at his office. Three blocks from mine. We dated casually for a while. Well, heContinue Reading