Rose is good at everything she does.

  I wish my father had taught me that anything worth doing is difficult to do. Anything. Even if you do what you love, and love what you do, accomplishing meaningful things, living a meaningful life is just always hard. I think of this as I return to New York for an extended visit for the first time in years. I’m excited and a bit anxious, I suppose. New York demands an edge, and I might have lost mine. I think it comes back though.
  People have this strange notion that a perfect or meaningful life comes from living on a farm, or being with a lot of dogs. That is not so. A meaningful life to me means understanding that there is no perfect life, and that meaning comes from courage, strength, love and compassion. We all suffer, our lives our shape by our response.