Snow White Doesn't Live Here Anymore

I taped "The Dr. Phil Show" in Los Angeles last week--the show aired today-- and the whole process was actually enormous fun. It would be very easy to be all academic and snobby about the experience but since I enjoyed myself thoroughly to pretend otherwise would be entirely disingenuous.

The topic was revenge. It was delicious. Read More

I didn’t have the privilege of making them into the strong, smart young men they turned out to be: I give that honor to both their parents, their mother and father, who put in those long and unrecorded hours early on. Surely those times count most profoundly and I bow to their significance. I also give credit to these young men who did not avail themselves of the myriad excuses offered to them, as if at a banquet, to screw up. They went through their bad times, not around them; like good gamblers, they played -- successfully -- the hands they were dealt. Read More

During my father's illness I learned that the noun "patient" and the adjective "patient" are --no surprise -- not merely etymologically bred from the same root (the Latin present participle pati, to suffer): they also hold within them the seeds of what's necessary when dealing with death.

When someone you love is a patient, meaning that he is suffering, enduring pain, indignity, and helplessness, the only thing that you can do is find patience in yourself. Read More

“I felt like a fairy tale character in a state of suspended animation who suddenly realizes that the clocks in the kingdom are working again.”  Read More