My dream, ever since I was a little girl, was to be a super hero.  Specifically, I wanted to be one of the Wonder Twins, meeting with Superman and Wonder Woman at the Hall of Justice on Saturday mornings to fight evil and save the world.  Lacking a twin, I got a law degree instead, thinking it would give me evil-fighting super hero powers.  As it turns out, I was wrong.

Shortly after realizing that I hated billable hours, I ended (read: fled) my career in law, and spent the next few years trying to make sense of the world.  I couldn’t shake the belief that things could/should/would be different – better, somehow – if only I could figure out what really mattered.  I wanted to know how things like spirituality and luck and intuition worked, and how I could make them work for me.  So I embarked on a quest to find the right God, but spent much of my time trying to find the right guy.  At a certain point, after accumulating a heaping pile of mistakes on both counts, I came to see that the two might be intertwined. 

The good news is, after much trial and error, I finally found them both: the God, and the guy. 

Now I live in Cambridge, Massachusetts with my super hero-husband Steve, and our genetically-improbable mixed-breed dog.  I wrote a book about my search, “He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not: A Memoir of Finding Faith, Hope, and Happily Ever After,”  published by Hachette Book Group in 2008.  The follow up, "A Maze of Grace: A Memoir of Second Chances" will be in stores in April 2010.  And while I sit at my laptop typing each day, the Wonder Twin dream lives on…