On my first day of Kindergarten, at Our Lady of Perpetual Hope Catholic School, Sister Irene called out, “Shari.” I didn’t respond. Shari is my mother’s name. She didn’t come to Kindergarten with me, did she? Sister Irene called out my mother’s name again. I turned around and looked past the ginormous red apples made…
Recently, the notion of truth has been on my mind. Living your life truthfully gets thrown around all the time, but when you think about it, sometimes it’s not so easy to be completely truthful to yourself. Living true to yourself, true to your life is to be constantly facing everything head-on. No hiding. No…
Is it possible to be an optimist and realist at the same time? If you’re too optimistic, does that mean that you’ve got your head in the clouds and your a dreamer? Where does optimism stop and “dreamer state” start? On the other side of the coin, can someone be too realistic? Does that mean…