Last summer, I mowed a frog.It was definitely not a fairy tale ending.
My mom was my best friend. As far back as I can remember we had a special connection.
Last October, after an intense, bizarre and exhausting day covering the election, I came home and told my husband Peter I needed to regroup. I was suffocating from superficiality.
The opinions of our nation’s new commander in chief are as varied as DNA. News of President Donald Trump’s every move can be discovered 24/7. Somewhere between the celebratory blowing of horns and warning sirens, it is easy to get caught up in what’s happening at the White House instead of in our own home.
For more than 75 years, Harvard’s Grant and Glueck study has tracked the emotional well-being of more than 700 men who either grew up poor in Boston, from 1939-2104, or graduated Harvard University, from 1939-1944.
Like millions of other American women, A Day Without Women will be a day like any other. I will rise, exercise, and shower.
Just when we thought gender identity politics was officially old school, the left, angry about the 2016 election, gives it another go.
I did not enjoy going to church last Sunday. I took my three kids to the service by myself because my wife wasn’t feeling well.
It was the week before the election. My husband, a life-long Republican and an Iowa farmer, brought his Trump sign home.
Women, self-reliance is indeed a great thing. But it has a dark side. Let me tell you why…