went.   -Omar Khayyam Into this Universe and Why not knowing Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing; And out of it, as Wind along the waste, I know not Whither, will-nilly blowing. Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint, and heard great argument About it and about: but evermore Came out by the same door where in I went. -Omar Khayyam On my daily commute, I whiz past a sign that advertises a “Life Coach.” My social media accounts also blast ads for such

At some point in a 28 year marriage, I realized that “love” had little to do with it. The phone calls home I made to gain direction from my mom only complicated things; she was a staunch Catholic and product of the Great Depression. "Suffering is a part of it," she'd lecture. In retrospect, I realize the many layers to life and marriage. Of course I was blind to these when I wed at twenty-three. But at fifty-five, I’ve earned at least the equivalent of a bachelor’s degree in