
But the magazine, oh my! How exciting to get it in mailbox, heavy with potential. Ignoring the glossy ads, make-up advice, and overpriced clothing suggestions, it has real meat. Martha Beck, Suze Orman, lots of articles on being the best self you can be. But tired of so much preaching, I found it sitting at the bottom of my magazine pile, month after month. The new one arriving before I started the old one. Then it was a obligation to finish, a goal to set, a duty. When O at Home started coming out, I thought I was done for. I adore home magazines. But I glanced through it in the grocery line and none of it was even within my realm of real life.
The renewal notice came. I ignored it. Another one arrived, I threw it in the trash, without thinking about it. Another one. Another one. Another one. This month no magazine arrived. I saw it on the newsstands, but there wasn’t one for me. Can I take the pressure of not knowing the latest Oprah “Favorite Things?”
1 comment:
Cathy,
I would love you to be on my show.
Love,
Oprah
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