As older singles, my husband Gary and I lived full lives before we were married. We came to our union with two houses of furniture, different systems for organizing, and enough plastic tumblers from weddings and parties to hydrate an army. It’s not surprising that the first five years of our marriage were what we lovingly refer to as “the …
What do Mark Zuckerberg, a Brazilian slum child, and you have in common? Time. Twenty-four hours per day. There’s one thing we all have in common Billionaires can’t buy more time, movie stars can’t trade their fame for it, a fancy education or family background doesn’t change the equation. We all have 24 hours, no more, no less. Time is …
I worked as a financial advisor for the first decade of my life after college, guiding clients to optimize what they owned. It was a good job and my life looked pretty perfect. I was a member of the right country club, the right church, with the right circle of friends and a growing family. With all of these “right” …
I have 16 square feet of garden in my front yard. It comes with romantic ideas of my barefoot children crunching organic carrots, devouring sugar-dripping strawberries, and begging for more fresh broccoli just snipped from our garden. Just the thought of it makes me feel closer to Wendell Berry, making my suburban existence more palatable. Last year I stuck a …
