“I can tell you exactly what your problem is,” he said to me from across the table. “I know exactly what your problem is, with men, with life, with all of it.”

Oh, go right ahead, I thought. Go ahead, man I met an hour ago, go ahead and tell me exactly what my problem i...

For my first twenty-nine Christmases, I thought Christmas was good. I loved the music, the decorations, the gifts, the family time. It was Christmas. It was fine.

On my thirtieth Christmas, suddenly there was this little baby of my own, and not just a baby, but a baby b...