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From Evolution to Survival: navigating the beauty and challenges of midlife all while fighting glioblastoma terminal brain cancer with grace and dignity.
We were taught that work came before play. We get our work done, then we can do the things we WANT to do. We have been conditioned to believe that “rest” means “lazy” somehow. Our pesky inner voice tells us that we should always be...
Here’s the plan, Stan. I got my meals mapped out for the week, and I’ve bought all the fixins’. I pretty much have my entire life together. *eye roll* Any whicha’ way, as a sweet Southern man I know says, my plan looks all fancy....
One of the things I am looking most forward to as I create the life I want to live is cooking. Cooking is one of my love languages. If I cook for you, I love you! The funny thing is that, in my old life,...
Are you one of “the strong ones” who’s got it all together? Are you the one who helps, who has answers, who offers the shoulder other people can feel free to cry on? Are you the handler of things, the planner of activities, the thrower...
When you embark upon a mission of self awareness, you have to get really selfish (in a good way). That was not easy for me. I give to people. I overextend myself to make other people happy. I worry and lose sleep to ensure what I’m doing for others...
Seated on the floor, feet criss-crossed, my lower back a little uncomfortable, palms up, I started to breathe deeply and purposefully. In and out. The room was quiet. My eyes were closed, but I could detect the flicker of the candle nearby. My tummy growled,...
I owe myself an apology… I apologize for disrespecting my body and not treating this wonderfully-created, miraculous vessel more kindly. I pushed it too hard, deprived it of sleep, and filled it with junk food more than I should have. I’m sorry for not safeguarding my...
January is over. By now, most of us have learned to write “2024” consistently without having to go back and scratch through the “2023” we clumsily wrote by mistake. I’m not even continually hearing reflections on 2023, what a good year it was, how rough it was. We...
When I think of “strength”, what comes to mind? Muscles. Hercules. Brut force. Maybe pushing and pulling, carrying a heavy load. Sometimes I think of emotional strength. Standing stoically at a funeral. Walking into a first chemo treatment. Testifying in court against an assailant, in...
I admire people who make come backs after huge losses. I admire people who went through some seemingly impossible-to-survive storm then used that storm as motivation to grow and get better. I admire people who have suffered yet somehow managed to keep their faith strong...