A Few Things I've Been Thinking About 

When I invited my mother on a girl's trip to Texas, I didn't expect her reaction to break my heart just a little.

We were escaping a long Calgary winter for some Texas sunshine, just me and mom on a rare mother-daughter getaway. I was excited for the River Walk, the family reunion with members of o...

 There was a time when a girl was expected to have a date to graduation. Not necessarily someone she loved. Not even someone particularly important. Just someone.

Because in my generation, arriving alone said something. Or at least we believed it did. A girl without a date risked looking unwanted, ...

On the last evening of our cruise, Scottie and I did what many travelers do before an early morning departure. We packed. Which meant that during dinner, my suitcase was already somewhere in the belly of the ship waiting for disembarkation the next morning, and I was dressed for a travel day, not...

 Our grandkids, Zoe and Coen, are close in age, even in those so-called *angst years* of being teenagers, we genuinely enjoy each other. We laugh, we talk, we do things together. It's easy. And I don't take that for granted for a second.

We've always loved traveling as a family. Those trips hold so...

It wasn't the clothes that changed her. It was what she was willing to trade to belong.

I watched the trailer for The Devil Wears Prada sequel and felt an unexpected rush of excitement. Not just because it looks good, although it does. Not just because of the nostalgia, though that’s there too. It ...

There’s something I’ve been noticing lately, and if I’m being honest, it’s been sitting with me.

I’m 71. And I look 71. Not in a resigned way, not in a defeated way—simply in a truthful way. This is what 71 looks like on me.

And yet, more often than not, when someone wants to offer a compliment, w...