After you take a swim test at camp, you get a bracelet – the color indicates your level.
Red = you can’t swim without a life jacket.
Yellow = you need a lot of monitoring.
Green = FREEEEEDOM!!!
Jack, then 9-years-old, got – GASP!...
A client recently commented on my past “failed business.”
The one in which I was 20% owner for almost 4 years, working 60 – 70 hours/week.
It never made enough to pay me.
I gave back my 20% ownership last summer, giving up more than $200K in...
My phone tweeted & chimed & buzzed & sang all day long, alerting me about
Phone buzzed? I’d salivate, pick it up, & satisfy my hunger.
Sooooo easily pulled away from writing a...
I was doing something I’d never done before. We had 9,000 square feet of wide open space in our fitness studio, and I was dancing.
It was the first time in two years that I felt free enough to do anything like this. I’d put down my work, cranked up...
When I was little, I had a massive girl-crush on my Auntie Sue. She told me she’d rather have a messy home & a happy family. Huh?
Our house was always spotless. Four kids. Two adults. One dog. One guinea pig. One bathroom.
Didn’t having a clean house...
Then, suddenly, BAM! You find yourself...
My hubs was stressed out. Withdrawn & crabby isn’t his usual state, so I knew it was my job to fix it & bring him back to normal.
In my childhood, my mom was often in the same kind of mood. It looked different on her, but when she was angry, irritated,...
Nothing good happens at 4:30am, right?
Well, at 4:30am on the first day of Winter Break in Syracuse, people are trying to escape, and there is a one-hour-long line snaking for TSA.
People start to…you know…uh, be human. Ignoring rules, cutting in line,...
My mom & dad had kids. Obv. And we were giant pains in the ass. Life seemed really hard. And stressful. I didn’t want my life to be like that.
Fast Forward to my first date with John, after 4 years of platonic...
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Grab my phone to open my...
I lay in bed at 9:30pm as Jack, 10-years-old, waltzes into my room and looks at me with…
Judgment. Sadness and…Concern – but for what?
Hands on his skinny hips, he demands, “Why aren’t you two talking to each other?”
Phone in...
I don’t know what I want. All I know is I can’t breathe. I just want to breathe again.
Some variation of this theme shows up in my conversations with clients, friends, and strangers about 5 times a week.
People feel tight. Constricted. Heavy. BUT!...
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