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As someone who turns out several blogs each month, I am deeply grateful for the invention

Nearly every time I am out with my nearly two-year old daughter, someone cheerfully instructs me

  I am a runner—a reluctant runner. After nearly three decades of pounding the streets, my

  Our lives are an endless search—a search for something we call happiness.  We continually gain

  We want to be happy. Everyone, everywhere, is trying to find—and hold onto—happiness. We do

At a certain age, does everyone feel like they have had every conversation they are ever

Live your passion and the money will follow… or so the myth goes. If we ignore

If generating “to do” lists were an Olympic event, the human mind would surely take home

My dear friend is in a new relationship. It is her first in nearly a decade.

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In the online simulation game, The Sims, when an avatar accomplishes all of her lifetime aspirations,

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The other day a friend told me about a weekend conference taking place on women and

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When I was a kid and rushing around with my head cut off, my mother would