I didn’t want to take care of my mother. But I knew I would.
I’d join 65 million other Americans—almost 30 percent percent of the U.S. population—who care for an ill, disabled, or aging friend or family member. These “informal caregivers” offer an average of 20 hours a week in unpaid labor and more than $5,000 a year in out-of-pocket expenditures.
"Passive violence can be as simple as someone honking their horn at you for not turning fast enough when the light changes. And it can be highly complex, like when your co-worker undermines all of your work relationships by spreading rumors and lies about you." Read More
When Fran Drescher's new sitcom, Happily Divorced, debuted earlier this summer, I started noticing snippets and diatribes tisk-tisking Hollywood for sugarcoating the end of traditional marriages. Read More
I've been thinking about disowning some of my genes lately. I have a few healthy, happy, long-living optimists in my family tree--most of them fans of Christian Science founder Mary Baker Eddy, a major champion of positive thinking. But I've got plenty of ancestors who played out more tortured hands. My family is probably something like yours, like everyone's: Read More
Let me listen to me and not to them.--Gertrude Stein I bought Life is a Verb: 37 Days to Wake Up, Be Mindful, and Live Intentionally because it was listed on Amazon.com as "frequently bought together" with my own book, Bluebird.
(Surely there are worse reasons to buy a book). Read More
I recently moved to a "tourist town" where the travelers seem to outnumber locals in the summer months.
I see them in the plaza. I overhear their conversations in restaurants and at the burrito stand. I run a retail store, so chat with them when they wander in looking for souvenirs or directions. Read More
When I stared going to yoga classes, I figured my learning curve would be like it is with most things: I'd start out as the bumbling beginner in the back row and then, perhaps slowly, I'd get the hang of it. Read More
The idea for the happiness journal came from a little book called A Life of One's Own written by the British psychoanalyst Marion Milner and published under the pseudonym Joanna Field in the 1930s. Milner's idea was that if she recorded the best moments in her daily life, she might begin to trace patterns from those moments and discover the conditions for lasting happiness. Read More
Are not women of the harem more happy than women voters? Is not the housekeeper happier than the working-woman? It is not too clear what the word happy really means and still less what true values it may mask.