Ever feel like you need a joy lift? Like life is Rocky and you are the speed bag? And maybe wondering just when am I going to catch my breath—or better yet, catch a break?
I am aware that I let myself get mired in troubles when I should be keeping a better perspective. As someone who battles anxiety, Continue reading “Ducking Doomdarts: The Imperfect Art of Embracing Joyful Moments”
My sister has been kind enough to store some “stuff” for me for many years, and she recently encouraged me to revisit just what the heck was lurking in her crawlspace on my behalf.
Continue reading “How Cracking Open A Time Capsule Reveals True Value”
In a few days I’m interviewing for a part-time job—just a little something to keep the rollercoaster anxieties of the freelancer at bay. It’s made me reflect on my past interview experiences…particularly when I was in the hunt for a teaching position.
Up until that time, I always ended up with the job Continue reading “Time to Step Back and Check Yourself”
As a 21-year-old, I wore some atypical hats. Saying I became the “man” of the house with my dad’s death might be a stretch, but I definitely took over maintenance of my mom’s home. Repairs became my terrain, and I ended up being a relatively handy woman. That’s why when our kitchen faucet recently began to leak, I donned my pseudo plumber’s hat and tried to fix it. Continue reading “The Leaky Wheel Gets the Grease “
If you’re a regular reader of my blog, then you know I am a huge believer in kindness. This may lead you to conclude that I am also a supporter of political correctness…but the answer to that is yes…and no…You see, while I so highly value kindness and love, I want the real kind (pun intended)—not the kind that appears because it’s not socially acceptable otherwise.
Continue reading “Won’t vs Can’t—How Political Correctness Can Stunt Our Growth”
So…2016…you have only begun to reveal yourself. Years from now—Lord willing—if I look back on you, what will come to mind? Will it be another year of remembering very specific challenges or milestones? Unremarkable? Amazing? One that I’d rather forget? Continue reading “Breathing Grace”
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