f you’re anything like me, and I’m betting you are, life has dealt you a few disappointments.
Some disappointments are easier to get over: Someone took the last bowl of cereal. Your favorite restaurant is closed on Sundays and you’re starving. The dentist was out of red freebie toothbrushes at your cleaning.
Others aren’t as easy to get over. The worst are devastating: Losing your business during the recession. A broken relationship that simply won’t mend. A chronic illness.
For me, disappointment stopped my dreaming. Why bother? Even if I got to have my dream, I’d end up losing it anyway. … More 3 Questions to Help You Start Dreaming Again
What’s my purpose? What was I born to do? What lights me up on the inside?
Ask me five years ago, and I would’ve spouted off assured answers to these burning questions.
But now? Not so much.
Just about four years ago, life threw my family and me a devastating curveball. We were just about recovered when, seven months later, the curveball twisted and gave us a one-two punch to the face and broke our hearts. And as we crawled and clawed and mourned our way out of the trauma, we came out stronger as a family unit, wise in ways we never wanted to be, and found a deep and profound healing in our souls.
As light dawned and we sighed a breath of relief in our new normal, until . . . … More Life Derailed? How to Renew Your Purpose
I’m somewhere between inception of the goal and interstellar master of my dreams. And I’ve mistaken this in between state as mundane, because, well . . . most of the time the process is boring. I’m in the dregs of the journey, the part where . . . … More The Monotonous Middle
For those of you who haven’t figured it out already, I’m a goal-driven, Type-A personality, ready to conquer the world one checklist item at a time. This quality is perfect for accomplishing tasks and staying disciplined, but its horrible for the boring, monotonous, daily mindset I need to get well.
In fact, as I’ve created room in my daily life to heal from stupid, chronic Lyme disease—resting, listening to what my body needs (and actually doing it), the whole days job of taking medication and eating clean—my relentlessly, goal-driven mindset has highlighted a shocking bad habit that even the Energizer Bunny couldn’t maintain.
Let me explain. … More How Success Can Create Unrealistic Expectations
Death has always been a taboo subject for me. I fear it. Like deathly afraid of it (pun intended). But as I’ve been sick, and as I face down this biopsy to check for uterine cancer, I’ve had a few nights tossing, turning, and looking down the barrel of my own mortality. … More How to Embrace Your Mortality
What is your biggest disappointment in life right now? I bet something immediately popped to mind. Hold this without judgement as you read because we’re going to use it as we go. At this very moment, my biggest disappointment is exhaustion like I’ve never experienced before. This is saying a lot because I’ve been progressively … More How to Change Disappointment Into Opportunity
You know those rules we all live by? There’s the societal rules: Don’t murder your kids, no matter how badly they annoy you unless you want to spend the rest of your life in jail. Or, personal rules: Don’t show up late for work every day unless you want to get fired, go bankrupt, and … More What Happens When Your Life Rules Are Outdated?
Yes. I am one of those people who get all hyped up about New Year’s Resolutions. I stand proudly in my goal-planning nerdiness. Before all of you New Year’s Grinches, who can’t stand the thought of uttering one resolution (losing weight, exercise consistently, eat right), roll your eyes and click off this post, give me a chance to argue my point. … More December (AKA Resolution-Planning Month): My Favorite Time of the Year
You know those years that turn out nothing like you planned? Certainly not how you hoped.
That sums up my 2017.
Can I get a do-over?
I asked, and Father Time said “no”. The jerk. … More Acts of Bravery: A Year in Review
As a bright-eyed and fairy tale-dreamer bride, I wanted one thing—to give my kids a sense of permanency, a sense of belonging to a place, to a community. Better yet, I wanted them to grow up and get married and bring their children and their grandchildren to our family home.
Think Father of the Bride circa 1991.
But this is life and not a dream. Things rarely work out the way we plan. … More No Going Back