Dear Frank You seem to love blog posts that include kissing. Is that a frog thing? At any rate, I thought I’d give you my thoughts on that topic. I won’t go into any real detail about my own kisses; however, I
Dear Frank,Obviously, this topic will be of great interest to you. There’s been a challenging situation that has reared its head, so to speak and I know you’ll have an opinion. Not to make a mountain out of a molehill, let
Hi Frank, You’ve asked me before about my blog and how I choose my topics. My answer: An idea — a desire — bubbles up from inside, sort of sneaking up on me. Writing turns out to be a great
Hi Frank, I have to tell you -- it’s good that circumstances came together recently for me to spend quite a bit of time alone. It gave me some moments to think about a topic I’ve wanted to mull over: fear. Frank,
Dearest Frank, Just musing over this day and what it means to me. It’s interesting what one thinks about when a birthday arrives. I remember thinking many times on my past birthdays, that it was fun to be getting older. I
Dear Frank, I wouldn’t admit this to many people, but I thought I’d tell you. Here’s what happened today. Suffice it to say, I’m not proud of myself. ;-) but before you chastise me too severely, please read my lil disclaimer
Susan David, Ph.D., an award-winning psychologist on the faculty of Harvard Medical School, co-founder and co-director of the Institute of Coaching at McLean Hospital, spoke a powerful Ted Talk message recently — see and hear it here — It’s about being
Dear Readers: My assistant editor, Frank (the frog) is hopping through Europe presently. I’ve begun writing to him to keep him abreast of happenings here. Below is the first of, hopefully, many letters to him, as he travels. Dear Frank, Do you
Having a great Thanksgiving Day with my son, David, 30 years old, who is diligently studying for his law school exams as I simply basque in spending time with him, given his hectic schedule. On this quiet, cozy, rainy day,
“Honor the Dignity of The Child” — That’s the sign I made and placed on the hall mirror when my children were little. I wanted a reminder that those small beings I birthed had the same right to respect and honor