I’m changing my gratitude practice. Self love is a goal, but appreciation of others serves a dual purpose
Go With The Flow: The Real Reason I’m Blogging
How much of your time do you spend feeling anxious? How much of your time do you spend feeling bored? How much energy do you put into seeking out a true state of happiness? For all three questions, my answer is a whopping lot! I’ve started and stopped this baby of a blog several times …
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All I want for Vday is… Me? A Love Letter To Myself
In recognition of this holy but not entirely secular day of romance, I am going to draft a new love letter. To myself.
The Going Got Tough and I Got Going- but I’m Back!
I could’ve been so much more... now I know it’s all about taking the risk.
Hard To Say I’m Sorry and Other Songs of Apologies
They say women apologize too much. Not this one! I was six months pregnant when I was the matron of honor at my sister's wedding. Maybe it was the hormones. Maybe people assumed I was kidding. But I took my role of toast mistress seriously. I put it all out there. There were no giggles …
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Dessert Before Dinner and Other Habits To Break
Rules were made to be broken, and so were New Year's Resolutions right? This is why I didn't make any this year. No "do more of this", or "try harder at that". No more results oriented goals. This is why I didn't pen the typical New Year's blog post at all either. This year, I'm …
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Mastering The Art Of The Email CC
Let's talk about politics. They'll be no mention of Donald's or Hillary's or Russia in this discourse. We are addressing a different kind of politics entirely. Similarly confusing, maddening, and hard to navigate, office politics are an unavoidable workplace hazard. Especially when it comes to communicating via electronic mail. Any leader with a decent track …
To The Mom Whose Child Bit Mine- Thank You
This is not an emergency, everything is ok, but.... By the third kid, you tend to become a bit desensitized to the various alerts and phone calls from teachers, school nurses, and administrators. Did I forget to send lunch (again)? Does his tummy hurt during gym class (again)? Is he the last kid without a …