Dance wherever you are in Line

Life’s a dance. Sometimes you lead and sometimes you follow. Don’t worry ‘bout what you don’t know. Life’s a dance you learn as you go....more

Let the Photo come to You

Let the photo come to you. This is the message that I have consistently heard from my photography instructors. I better understood what this means while on a recent trip sitting in Union Square in San Francisco. If we had not sat in the Square for one hour, we would only have had an incomplete story of what we witnessed. ...more
Susanf Happy to know my words reached you Susanf! We are always in such a hurry these days, that ...more

Patience. If You Don't Have It, Don't Have Kids!

Sometimes you want to scream and pull out all of your hair–your heart racing, while the blood boils down to your soul. That's when you have to stop... Take ten deep breaths and remember who your are.Click logo to read full article on HubPages!...more

Well, Maybe I Am NOT A Good Patient

Well, Maybe I Am NOT A Good Patient I so thought I would feel better this morning.I was so wrong.The alarm went off at 6am (I forgot to turn off the alarm after we got the call that school was cancelled for today) and I felt like my head was about to explode. I felt completely terrible!...more

The Lost Virtues: Patience

By: Wendy Castellanos-Wolf...more

Does He Have A Big Clock?

 When I was dating in my late teens and very early twenties, it never occurred to me to wonder what any guy was doing when he wasn’t with me. Perhaps it was because I had little interest in having a relationship so serious that I would have to care. With that said, during those years, with no intention, I somehow slipped and fell into a ten year long relationship and didn’t really look back.Cut to almost 20 years and three “long term” relationships later and dating seems to be much more of a project than it ever was before. I’m pretty sure it has to do with the fact that besides being older, I’ve picked up some habits and baggage. Most of all, I’ve begun consciously applying standards....more

Kindness Takes Practice

“It was his idea”, my bundle of kindness muttered as he lowered his eyes to the floor. Joy to my ears as this was, there was still the business of him participating. I will spare you the gory details of the incident. In short, three boys played rough, two formed a partnership and the third one suffered extremely unpleasant consequences. Summoning the remnants of my patience I asked him why he took part in something that he knew was not good. My son’s reply made me crave a generous glass of wine that evening....more