I’ve been melancholy these past few weeks, wondering if I’d ever again feel the Christmas spirit. For years, my husband and I hosted huge Thanksgiving dinners, and enthusiastically planned extravagant Christmas parties. For our five children, I made sure Christmas eve and morning were truly magical. But then, life changed. After I filed for divorce, the first holiday season was… View Post
Growing up in a strict, cult-like religion, I was taught from a young age to conform my mind to the rigid beliefs and ideas of my family, church, and school. I was well into adulthood before I understood that non-conforming thoughts were not evil, and that I was free to let my mind consider other ideas and beliefs. For this reason,… View Post
For fifteen years, I’ve been publicly writing about my life in a weekly newspaper column, but I’ve never shared this story. Only a handful of people know it happened, and only one knows the details that I am sharing here. It has always been a source of shame for me, particularly the events that took place in the aftermath. But… View Post
I flew to New Hampshire without my luggage. It wasn’t lost, mind you, I knew exactly where it was located; right smack dab in the middle of my living room. Eager to get to my conference, I simply jumped in the car and drove to the airport empty-handed. Standing in the parking garage, staring interminably into the empty boot of my… View Post
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Recently, I was perusing my junior high yearbooks when I found the following inscription from 1983: “Gingeretta, you’d make a gorgeous model, ya know. I think Ricky Schroder doesn’t know what he’s been missing! You’re really sweet. I hope you stay that way. Someday, when you’re a rich, famous model, and I’m a rich, famous writer, I’ll call you and… View Post