Reflections

I’ve long felt that you get what you put out to the Universe.  The more joy you experience and push out, the more joy comes back your way.  You put out a ton of negativity, your experience will be rather negative.  This is not rocket science.  What comes with age – at least for me … More Reflections

Take the Power Back

Yesterday I was sitting in my home office for the billionth day in a row and I hit a f-cking wall.  I’ve seen enough LinkedIn headlines to know that I’m not alone in this but everything was so far past annoying I just couldn’t.  I do LinkedIn, Instagram, and sometimes Twitter.  Those are my only … More Take the Power Back

Hatched

The thing about sheltering in place, for months, is that you go through stages. Once you’ve gotten through the grief over the end of the world as we know it, and you’ve watched every season of every show ever, and you’ve attempted art project after art project (while secretly hoping you’ll discover some thus far … More Hatched

Fever Pitch

A month ago, before any of us had any idea what was coming our way, we were doing life like we normally do – but times eleven. We were going to volleyball tournaments every weekend for both of our girls, we were both incredibly busy at work, my husband continued to study for exams required … More Fever Pitch

Made for This

My girls often reference friends of theirs that live elsewhere. “So and so is doing this…” we’ll ask who that is, and they say “oh he lives in Washington.” Or “she’s my friend from Maryland.” Their networks are large and expansive – carefully cultivated digitally. Their worlds are made up of TikTok, SnapChat, and Instagram … More Made for This

Freedom

Feel free to hum the George Michael song – I’m listening to it as I type.    I love to travel.  Of course I love to travel to places I love like New York, Chicago, London, and Paris.  But I also love to travel for work, pretty much anywhere.  When I travel alone I always feel like I’m recalibrating.  From … More Freedom

Birthday Week

It was the best of times,  it was the worst of times.   Okay, worst of times is an exaggeration.  It is most certainly NOT the worst of times by any means. It was the best of times, it was the not super awesome of times.   Better.  Also, it’s like I am Dickens, amiright??? It is my birthday week.  I KNOW!!!  If … More Birthday Week