Years ago, I heard someone say: “When I am struggling, the most tangible ways for me to access joy are by mindfully seeking novel experiences, and making progress toward a goal.” 

Love comes in many forms. For the past 14+ years, in our house that love has come from a precious Pomeranian named Foxy.

I cut off over 8 inches of my hair this week, and then I shaved the back/underside of it. Part of the reason for this is because it’s a reminder of my primary goal for the year — be bold, lean in.

I love this story of kindness that comes from a pickleball court. Sometimes support comes from unlikely places, and sometimes all you have to do is ask ... 

Has anyone else noticed that Santa has a support system? He has elves, Mrs. Claus and reindeer to help him complete his holiday frenzy. Also, he has no children of his own, because how could he get it all done while parenting? And, he is otherwise unemployed — no 9 to 5 for this guy, because…

‘Tis the season for giving, and happiness is often found in giving rather than receiving. May these stories inspire you to give what you can and be kind, especially during what is a difficult season for so many.

I sat in my boss’s office, eyes brimming with tears, as he explained why he was writing me up. He sternly informed me that this documentation would be a permanent record in my file. In my humiliated stupor, all my poor little brain could think was, “Oh God, I have a file? I wonder where they…

This month’s stories of kindness include two “tails” of Buzzing Love involving the four-legged kind.

At Bristol Elementary, we believe that we should honor our first responders. After all, they have helped us so much. 

On Saturday, I joined my kids at Uncle Bill’s Pancake House. This Saturday could be interchangeable with any other Saturday for my kids because this is their weekly routine with my husband, Josh. The only difference was that this week the Uncle Bill’s employees were throwing a birthday party…

“Giving connects two people, the giver and the receiver, and this connection gives birth to a new sense of belonging.”

When I was younger, I flirted with the edges of my identity, bobbing and weaving over the boundaries of my personality while I tried to find what “me” meant. Sometimes I would expand myself and feel exhilarated. Other times, I would cross that line and feel like I betrayed something deep wit…

Please allow me to take a little break from the traditional, regularly scheduled Buzzing Love column for a special announcement ... I would like to introduce the latest addition to our pack: A tiny little ball of fluff called Mr. Puffers!

Another bridge burned down today.

Thank you to everyone who came out to help us celebrate Buzzing Love Day at our “Party in the Park” on June 29 at Blackburn Park in Webster Groves! More than 500 people showed up for snow cones and fun from the Bubble Bus. There was joy everywhere, and I loved seeing the smiles on so many faces.

I recently took an ad for our classifieds section from a kindly gentleman named Lin, who is liquidating his penny collection. He has pennies of all kinds — large cents, small cents, Indian Head, Lincoln cents, copper, wheat and steel. As we spoke about numismatism — coin collecting — it brou…

Up until fairly recently, I have carried the weight of a cumbersome label that was inaccurately ascribed to me. That label was “too sensitive.” I firmly believed the truth of this label, but in all fairness, it’s only half true. I am sensitive. But it became an insidious, paralyzing lie when…

It’s so easy to be a good neighbor, but how many of us actually take time to do it? May these stories inspire us all to be  better neighbors.

I imagine it must be strangely disorienting for my husband, Josh, to toggle between his world at work where he is awarded for his intelligence, efficiency and competence, to his world at home where he is most adored for simply being a human punching bag. He goes from being at the top of the …