
Have an adequate day. I mean it.
Have you ever wished someone an “adequate day”? Probably not. It doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue. But the more I think about it, the…
Have you ever wished someone an “adequate day”? Probably not. It doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue. But the more I think about it, the…
Thanks to the “We Are Brave Together” organization for publishing my guest blog! This is for those seeking gratitude and peace in the eye of…
FLASHBACK to 2020! I stumbled upon this essay which I did not have the energy during the height of COVID to pursue. It’s now a…
The aging process is like a bad Halloween trick. It creeps up on you from behind when you’re least expecting it, taps you on the…
How to fight back when your insurance company denies covering your medical bills.
Technology just broke up with me. What I thought was a loving relationship turned out to be one in which my devices couldn’t live up…
Thank to Business Insider for running with this essay about love and longevity! CLICK LOGO TO ACCESS If you have difficulty accessing Business Insider’s site,…
Today marks the 27th year my husband and I have been married. The day used to be grandly celebrated…with a great deal of forethought. These…
Have you ever contemplated how much time it would actually take to do everything you are supposed to do to stay healthy? I find little…
I had an epiphany on a chaotic day while driving my kids to school. All it took to bring what really mattered in my life into clear focus was stealing a glance at them in the rear-view mirror.
What three little plants I brought back to life taught me about grit.
“Fine.” The word seems innocent enough. I’m referring to the “I’m fine”, or “it’s fine” we hear and overuse multiple times a day. Don’t be…
Okay, so I just like that title. The reality is, the beef is usually the least tasty of all the meats offered by a taco…
With every new year, the resolutions rear their ugly heads. It hits like an avalanche. Every life coach, educator, fitness instructor, and social media influencer…
I don’t want to be morbid, but there’s really no other way to describe the subject of this essay. I now get nervous if I…