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The scars and sags on my body are like dings on a well-used car. But to me these so-called "imperfections" are mementos of where I've been and what's happened along the way. [more]

Like a good marriage, the good friendship bends and expands to accommodate life's transitions. [more]

My sister Joyce and I share a complicated heritage of rivalry, love and disappointment. For years we didn't speak. Then at last we were able to embrace possibility instead of standing guard against pain. [more]

I tried to shield my child from the pain of loss, but losing is an art that every child needs to learn. [more]

When a woman in her 50s or 60s becomes pregnant, she has another shot at youth. But what does she lose? [more]

Liberation means no more search and rescue. [more]

What's it like becoming a formerly important person? Rona Maynard tried to do it by the book [more]

It was perfect in every way, as if the hat gods had created it just for me. But I told myself I couldn't afford it. [more]

I chose to make Canada my home, but the U.S. is still my native land. [more]

I didn't want to say yes when my right hand man requested an eleventh-hour adoption leave. But I couldn't afford to say no. [more]

Teaching just might be the purest expression of our need to connect with one another. [more]

Around the time my mother died, the tender words of other women enveloped me like a quilt stitched by many pairs of hands. Longtime friends, mothers of friends and friends of colleagues, these women had one thing in common: their mothers had died. ("It was 40 years ago," one said, "and I still think of her every day.") [more]