Author Archives: Lisa

And then she was 14.

This girl of mine, not entirely mine, this girl of the world. She of another mother and mine all the same. She is at once sweet and surly, kind and impatient, brilliant and sorely incapable of discarding her trash. She … Continue reading

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It’s never random

“The moments of happiness we enjoy take us by surprise. It’s not that we seize them, but that they seize us.” ~Ashley Montagu She came out from behind the counter. We had flown for a couple hours, found our way … Continue reading

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Secretly incredible.

“Why did you do all this for me? he asked. ‘I don’t deserve it. I’ve never done anything for you.” “You have been my friend,’ replied Charlotte. ‘That in itself is a tremendous thing.” ~E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web We came … Continue reading

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Viola and Solitaire

Surprise is the greatest gift life can grant us. ~Boris Pasternak Yep, it took me by surprise. As we waited to check in at the international counter, I noticed an elderly woman quite a bit ahead of me. She was … Continue reading

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#takeamoment

Sometimes it’s the same moments that take your breath away that breathe purpose and love back into your life. ~Steve Maraboli A couple of months ago I keynoted at a women’s event. My message can be boiled down into something pretty … Continue reading

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The Fish Market

“There’s always a bittersweet kind of thing, but I feel like everything had to work out the way it is. Everything that had to happen, happened.”       ~Bruno Mars I went to the town, almost forgotten but long … Continue reading

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The remembering. . .

“I recall the experience sweet and sad. . .”   ~Walt Whitman I couldn’t help thinking about all the mothers. About the sisters. About the wives, partners, and girlfriends. Yes, without a doubt, there were men who mourned. And in … Continue reading

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