As our oldest daughter prepares for college, I'm thinking back on stories from my own dorm-life days.
One of my daughters recently asked why I "always" wink at her. The answer has to do with silent connections formed in my distant past.
Once upon a time, a little girl of mine begged me for an extra special treat. And how did I respond?
Your life is a story you get to write. You have to be true to the hard realities, but there's room for artistic license.
Three ideas about becoming a young adult--and preventing adulthood from growing old.
One of the keys to happiness and success is managing expectations--especially your own.
It's a simple lesson, really, taught by parents, teachers, coaches, and the history of western literature alike.
I've learned many things as the father of teenage girls, but I'm still working on the art of holding on by letting go.
The truth is, all of us do. But a better question is: whose opinions really matter? And about what?
Twenty years ago, I learned how little I really know--through a chance encounter outside a library with perhaps the smartest man I've ever met.