I’m not unfamiliar with the doubt storm. It was always stormy where I grew up. And yet thankfully, all the hard self-work I’ve…
Sometimes my brain drags. My sight gets bleary, my potential gets weary. Then I wish for an injection of hope. Make my hope…
When I became a new Mom, I perfected part of my system of finding hope by making plans. I would go to the…
I have long been a big fan of Rhonda Britten, one of the life coaches from the Starting Over television series on TLC…
What a slippery perspective buster “truth” is. The truth is that this first month and a half of Summer has been rough. Not…
I was pregnant with Eamon and had opened a little gift shop when the 2004 election re-elected George W. Bush as president for another…
Fear, anxiety, and addiction work together in a hooker and pimp relationship. In order to quell the fear of death or abandonment, an…
I intended to say goodbye. To that extra weight, to that deadbeat husband, and to the daily onslaught of negative thoughts doing my…
I’d lost nearly ten pounds and I was elated. I hadn’t dropped below 160 pounds in at least five years, maybe ten. This…
I was feeling the bliss, the rolling high on the “Ok-ness” from the holiday downtime until yesterday when suddenly I felt myself starting…