My email vacation setting was on for a whole week. I spent quality time with family, chosen and not, and only have one picture to prove it because instead of documenting, I chose presence.
If I didn't believe people couldn't learn, grow, and change, I would go do something else for a living. Sometimes they don't want to. Sometimes they make you think for a long while they won't either. And yet, we all
Eleven years later, taking care of my senior eleven-year-old dogs. Every morning, I push a stroller, and every night I put on their diapers.
I don't know exactly how it works, but somehow, in the darkest of dark of my life, I have found the brightest light. And it has left me in complete awe and wonder of everything in this life. And somehow,
I am apologetically full of..
Two years ago, the first strike of hell of living with Trigeminal Neuralgia struck, literally taking me to my knees in a cold sweat begging for my life. Several months later, we'd discover mold to be the root of my
There must come a point for us all that we have had enough. Enough of feeling miserable. Enough of being busy with things we don't care about or that don't make us happy.
Every day we choose our recovery. We make the choices that are aligned with who we want to be.
My new friend, Rachel McGrath, is guest posting for me today. She is the author of her book and blog, Finding the Rainbow. Make sure to check her out! ~~~
