The other night, my husband came home, commenting on a girl who didn’t show up at work on her first day, due to a flat tire. How difficult could it be to resolve the issue and still turn up for work on such an important day, he wondered.

If you’d ask my friends about me, some would tell you that I’m kind, gentle and in love with love. Others, I’m sure, would mention how feisty I am, and some would comment how much they respect me, but that I’m a bit “too much.”