Share “Mommy, I miss you. Please let me stay home with you today.” She had been pleading ever since I picked her up at her Dad’s house, and here we were, sitting in the parking lot at school, cuddling in the front seat, as she asked one last time. But instead of quickly answering that [...]

Meh.
Share “Good day so far?” To questions such as this, I like to answer “yes, it’s great!” or at least “sure, of course!” or something equally enthusiastic … as if pronouncing my day as going amazingly well will mean that it actually is fairies and chocolate and wet sand between my toes. But today is [...]

How to be Alone on a Holiday.
Share Tomorrow, on the American Thanksgiving, I won’t be waking up in a house full of people, smelling a turkey baking in an oven, looking forward to a day of friends or family or football watching or stuffing myself with an abundance of gravy-covered dishes and whippped-cream covered desserts until I pass out in a [...]

Life, Certainty, and Turning 37 on Facebook.
Share It’s already my birthday on Facebook. I just checked and twenty-six people have written birthday messages on my wall – some close friends, some clients, some people where our entire relationship is based upon someone mistakenly clicking Approve. They wrote messages of a simple wish, an insider joke, a personal thank you, odd little [...]

Tattoos, Pedicures, and Falling in Love.
Share Our other adventures took place under the manic of post-divorce, wandering the strip of Las Vegas and the streets of Manhattan and the Loop of Chicago, giggling, sharing non-stop, following the flow to the hotel room of a strange man or to video tape chocolate on my butt or to the falafel that you [...]







I'm Elizabeth Potts Weinstein, a writer, teacher, and coach.