The holiday season is upon us and for those of us divorced moms and dads, the holidays inevitably mean some of the upcoming days may be tinged with sadness, angst or downright Scrooge-ish behavior.  Recently I confronted the question of what holidays really mean.  I was forced to assess my own rigidity when it comes…

Among the many gifts my mother left me was the capacity to be perpetually grateful.  When bestowed with the smallest act of kindness, she felt treated like royalty.  Someone who offered her a seat on the bus or a cup of coffee was spoken of with high esteem for days to follow. My mother’s family…

There is nothing like Husker football Saturdays in Nebraska during the fall.  Memorial Stadium becomes the third largest city in Nebraska.  Fans from all over the state don their very best red, white and black along with the occasional sprinkling of cornheads to cheer on their beloved Cornhuskers.  The energy is electric and I assure…

Elections. Hurricanes. Divorces. Whether planned or unplanned, the outcomes of big events are unpredictable. You plan an election campaign. Then a hurricane strikes. You plan your budget.  Then furnace quits. You plan a happily ever after. Then divorce happens. We get overwhelmingly inspired, hold clear visions, focus on intentions, and make great plans. Still, there…

Halloween is one of my favorite nights of the year.  Particularly when it lands on a cool, windy evening and you can hear the leaves crunching and rustling underfoot as the children laugh up and down the sidewalks before shouting “trick or treat” at doorsteps.  I enjoy the occasional whiffs through the air of burning…