it’s time


If you haven’t already, it’s time to turn all your clocks back one hour; the ones that aren’t smart enough to reset themselves.

Yes, it’s 10:15 AM, not 11:15 AM.

Yay, Daylight Saving Time! That time of the year where we are lectured that it is not Daylight SAVINGS Time but Daylight SAVING Time. The time of year where we hear about how bad time changes are for our health, our productivity and our safety. And the time of the year when one of my children is living in a different time zone than me. I will adjust to everything but that.


she’s lucky

Today this girl is sixteen years old and yes, she is a lucky girl. Lucky for her that her parents did meet, fall in love and then get married 29 years ago today…13 years to the day before she was even born. Hopefully she will remember that as she celebrates all that is magical and wonderful about turning sixteen…and hopefully she will remember to wish her parents a Happy Anniversary and thank them, you know, for getting married and all that.

Happy birthday Jodie!

five generations a generation ago

Looking at the shot I captured of Hazel the First and Hazel the Second together with my daughter, Holly I was struck with not just the awesome-ness of this moment.

Although this was a pretty awesome moment for these two amazing Hazels who happened to be separated by just 90 years.

No, looking at this shot I thought to myself how much I treasure it…how much my darling husband must treasure this…how my daughter treasures it…how someday Hazel the Second will see what a gift she was given at such a young age to share a connection with such a remarkable woman. Then I recalled a similar picture…a similar setting with two remarkable people in my life who just so happen to share DNA with me.

Now don’t spoil this moment staring at that red-head with the epic hair. It was the early 90’s for pity’s sake. I totally rocked that look!




No, instead look at the meeting of the two Austas of my life: Austa Valentine Caudle and Holly Austa. Holly was the same age as her daughter, Hazel, is now in this picture. Austa was just 92 years old then. It would be the last time the two Austas would visit together. What Holly does remember I am not certain of. But more than 21 years later I hope that she can appreciate the unique-ness of this event in her life. It is something that of my five children only she can recall and boast of. She shares memories with her namesake and great-great grandmother. And now, hopefully, so does her daughter with her namesake and great-great grandmother. It is, indeed, a rarity not to be enjoyed by just anyone.

Nobody can do for little children what (great-great) grandparents do. (Great-great) Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children.
~Alex Hailey

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“Work hard, be kind, and amazing things will happen.”

Before I begin, I must point out that behind me sits a highly admired President of the United States and decorated war hero while I, a cable television talk show host, has been chosen to stand here and impart wisdom.  I pray I never witness a more damning example of what is wrong with America today.

Graduates, faculty, parents, relatives, undergraduates, and old people that just come to these things

Best commencement speech of the season! I just love Coco, don’t you?

It is our failure to become our perceived ideal that ultimately defines us and makes us unique.  It’s not easy, but if you accept your misfortune and handle it right, your perceived failure can be a catalyst for profound re-invention…

In 2000, I told graduates to not be afraid to fail, and I still believe that.  But today I tell you that whether you fear it or not, disappointment will come.  The beauty is that through disappointment you can gain clarity, and with clarity comes conviction and true originality.