Author of Heart of Gold and Chasing Fairytales. Professional Speaker, Write Coach, and Blogger.
The other day I watched my 24-year-old independent son join the Army. I watched him realize he had a fully successful independent life that he was giving up, to be owned by our U.S. Government for our freedoms. I watched the pride in his eyes. I felt pride in return, and then I cried… for
“Shoulds” are the messages that we introspect as a child, through school, and into adulthood. When shoulds are swallowed with a teaspoon of poison they progress into auto reactions. They keep you from who you want to be.
In a time when holidays are coming up, I have to ask myself, “why do I try so hard to keep the peace?” Falling on the cross has become a necessary component of keeping those family members who judge unjustly at bay. For me, I have been told I am “weird, emotional, unable to respect,
Did you ever have a moment when you want to sit down and ponder what just happened? How did my teenage or pre-teen daughter get so mean? I know she has real kindness in there? I’ve seen it with me. I felt the hugs. I know the love exists and yet somehow when this beautiful
You know I ask myself all the time, “you have a 154 IQ and for some reason you can’t seem to make sense of why children don’t obey the rules?” I don’t come by this conundrum because I don’t understand that children lie; I come to it at the end of a very frustrated trial
Very much like the title says, I have been told I am “epically unfun” by my three teens. When I remind them that the ONLY time I get cross with them is 1. When they do not do what they’re asked, 2. When they lie and tell me they did what was asked, 3. Go
One of the hardest things for me to do is to ask for something for myself because after I ask, I feel selfish. In the era I grew up, women were taught to be “quiet about” the things that they could do better than a man. We were put in our places, told that we
Making a change takes courage.
It’s good to self reflect, but it’s not good to carry guilt because you’re not perfect. It’s not good to allow the whispers of our discontent to navigate their tiny clawed hooks into the things that could bring us joy. Listen, I have learned that joy, and thereby a continuum of happiness is caused by
