Letting Go of Perfectionism
As a child, I had to stay on guard to ensure I did everything right. My grandmother, Mother Margaret, was as strict as they came. As the matriarch of my … Find Out More
As a child, I had to stay on guard to ensure I did everything right. My grandmother, Mother Margaret, was as strict as they came. As the matriarch of my … Find Out More
My mother died two weeks ago. Though I am feeling sad, I am also feeling grateful—grateful that she is finally released from Alzheimer’s, that she knew us until the end, … Find Out More
I had some bad news last night. My mother moved to hospice care about two weeks ago, which means each day has some ups and downs. I try to hold … Find Out More
Yesterday, I woke up feeling afraid. I had a school training to deliver in person and my old nemesis, self-doubt, reared its ugly head. Would I be good enough? Am I … Find Out More
My husband and I were riding our bikes down the leaf-strewn path when suddenly, wham! My husband’s bike got stuck in a hidden groove, he fell in the path right in front … Find Out More
It’s raining in Northern California. My zinnias are still in full bloom, but the grape leaves are starting to wither and fall to the ground. This mix of beauty, darkness, … Find Out More
Sometimes life intrudes. Sometimes it is death that intrudes. I was re-entering work mode after 10 days off, excited about finishing some projects and bringing some new insights born of … Find Out More
My garden is a wonderful mirror of my own well-being. The flowers flourish or fade, depending on how well I take care of them. If I miss a watering on a very hot … Find Out More
We did it! Chuck and I are thrilled to report that we finally completed our book’s first draft last week. This exciting endeavor uses many people’s personal stories to illustrate the … Find Out More