I met Kathie Lee Gifford in 1992 on the set of Live with Regis and Kathie Lee. That is if you count exchanging a simple smile, but hey, give me my moment. It was 1992, just weeks after losing our mother when my sisters and I made the trip to New York. We were not quite…

I have always placed an amazing value on friendship. It’s one of the reasons I had a hard time leaving any man or woman behind.  If I love you it generally means I love you for life As we know, divorce taught me otherwise. You do in fact, have to leave many behind but in that transition…

I chatted with my friend who I call ‘Oprah’ today. You have to earn a nickname like ‘Oprah.’ It infers a commanding presence and uniting the girlhood. It means inducing a frenzy, like “What are we gonna do tonight since ‘Oprah’ can’t make it?” Or “What would ‘Oprah’ say?” Or “What would ‘Oprah’ tell us…

I remember hugging my friend when she lost her mother. “I wish you knew my mom,” she said. “I did know your mom,” I replied. “Because I know you.” I could grasp what she was trying to convey. My friend loved her mother so much she wanted me to identify both the love and the…

I need a 12 step program for ‘long-texting.’ My friend who I like to refer to as ‘Oprah’ (again, names always changed to protect the innocent who hang out with me) recently told me as much. It went something along the lines that somehow during work she might not have time to read my novelesque…

Divorce! Everyone has an opinion, a judgment or advice on how to navigate it.  Well, at least those who haven’t experienced it. Those of us who have survived the rigors of matrimonial extrication offer more empathy than advice. Think of it this way. A child is frightened to get an immunization. You assure them it…

I don’t remember a time not feeling incredibly loved while I was growing up. My mom made it clear we were her greatest joy in life. Birthday’s were just another reminder of that love. They were just another reason to show us that she believed we hung the moon. They were filled with family dinners…

A while back one of my extended family members got a divorce from his wonderful wife. To me she had become my friend. There was a bit of pressure that it should be one or the other. I protested. I let my extended family know that this was wrong. You can still love a person…

I sip coffee, pull the ponytail holder out of my hair and slide back in the chair. The stylist mixes the dye behind me. I am at Salon Bleu. It’s my favorite hair salon and one of my ‘happy’ places. I am comfortable here and have been a client so long these are also my…

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