Suzanne Hadley Gosselin

Sometimes I forget what it felt like to be single. Sure, I remember the dates — the good, the bad, the non-existent. I remember driving places alone in my little blue-green Corolla (no car seats involved) to meet friends for movies or late-night coffee …

A few years ago, I was chatting with a friend who was going through a painful break-up. As we talked about the loss she was feeling, she said, “I just don’t want to be alone.” None of us do. Around that same time, I read an article reporting the declin …

Maybe you’ve been in this situation. You’re sitting in a meeting and someone throws out a wild, crazy idea. Your brain immediately begins poking holes in said idea, scrolling through all of the reasons it’s likely doomed to failure. If you’re like me — …

I’ve always been a bit of a scaredy-cat. But lately, fear seems to be getting to me more than usual. It’s a little bit like being a hypochondriac — someone who constantly worries that they have a life-threatening medical condition; when something goes …

Last week my ever-adventurous husband asked if I would like to go to L.A. for a taping of America’s Got Talent. So I went.

I loved turning 30. It wasn’t because by that age I’d accomplished all that I had hoped; I was single, expecting to have been married years earlier. It wasn’t because I relished reminders that within a decade I’d reach middle age. I loved my 30th birth …

Maybe totally giving up your phone isn’t for you, but a partial separation may be in order.

“You’re worth it.” The statement came at the end of a commercial for make-up. Make-up. I rolled my eyes. The intensity of the statement didn’t seem to match the triviality of the product. (It actually turns out there’s a whole story behind how L’Oreal …