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Clarity

Clarity

It?s the holiday season. I?m 3 days past my son's wedding and still processing those emotions. And I am fighting off my annual holiday cold, which, in the past few years, has decided to morph into bronchitis. I?m all dressed up and sitting in one of my favorite spots...

Breaking Through

Breaking Through

I should have known something was up when she stopped class 15 minutes early. This was my favorite cardio class instructor, the one who works you like you're in basic training, but with really good music. The second clue was this pile of boards she was carrying.  10...

Dads, Dogs and #BlackLivesMatter

Dads, Dogs and #BlackLivesMatter

If you want to experience unconditional love, get a dog. There is no better living example of this quality than seeing a dog, who has just been ignored or reprimanded or worse, coming back with its tail wagging, as if to say “I’m sorry, all is forgiven, I just love...

Speaking the Language

Speaking the Language

My father-in-law, Dick, was diagnosed with Lewy body Dementia late in his life. It’s a horrible condition akin to having Parkinson’s and Alzheimer’s at the same time. My mother-in-law was doing the lion’s share of taking care of him and REALLY needed a break, so we...

It’s Hard to Be A Chameleon in a Quarantine

It’s Hard to Be A Chameleon in a Quarantine

For most of my life I have been able to “fit in”. In fact, I became so adept at it, that more than once I have been asked directions in a city I was visiting for the first time. I can pick up mannerisms and accents easily. When speaking with someone, I can pick up...

It’s Practically Like Being in Paris

It’s Practically Like Being in Paris

Last week it felt like Paris. The quiet, the solitude, the watching and waiting. This is why I love to go there: it’s time away from all my usual life, a time to slow down and just listen. I was nearly giddy with the prospect of not having to DO anything! This week it...

Retreat

Retreat

It was time to retreat. I had forces battling me on all sides and knew that if I didn’t pull back now, I would be consumed and overrun. I surveyed my options and took a path that I knew would put my communications at risk, but it seemed the right thing to do. ...

Shifting

Shifting

When I was 16-years-old, with my new drivers license just itching to be put to good use, my parents decided it was time to get a 2nd car. Up until that point we had survived somehow on just one car for our family of 5.  I think the truth was that my mom...

Looking for Joy

Looking for Joy

When my oldest was 4 years old, we had a bit of a problem. He was a typical 4-year-old boy: pushing boundaries, being curious, annoying his siblings. And I was a stressed-out mother of 3 young children, who was working full-time and trying to keep everything together....