How to Weather Life’s Storms in Each Season

How to Weather Life’s Storms in Each Season

I’m in a sweet season of my life right now - Sunshine, joy, an embrace of warmth envelops me... But, it's not always been this sweet... Believe me, I’ve been through sticky seasons, many dark seasons, and sometimes even blah seasons, making me really appreciate this sweet aura. It’s the change in the air as seasons come and go that makes me feel alive. And that’s one thing in life that I can count on to stay the same: change. So here’s to welcoming the season changes in life, knowing they are just that - temporary. Cheers to weathering the storms and enjoying the journey!...
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Please Excuse the Mess…

Please Excuse the Mess…

Watch Your Step! Under Construction: Please Excuse the Mess… Because I’m a mess. A beautiful mess. My glorious imperfection assembled with remnants of growth amid mood swings, feelings of failure - all supported with the learning that surrounds my mistakes. And I’ve made mistakes. And that’s okay. Because that’s how our imperfect minds evolve and develop. It’s not always pretty when you’re working on something to make it better. So, I’m going to extend the gift of grace not only to those around me, but most importantly, offer this needed gift to myself as I continue to be a work in progress. Cheers to loving your beautiful mess!!!!...
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Take Back the “Function” from “Dysfunction”

Take Back the “Function” from “Dysfunction”

I spent years reliving the dysfunction in my past. So much so, that I was unable to grow emotionally. And then I saw this sign in a local coffee shop: I just had to have it, because it exemplified everything that held me back in my relationships, my profession, my life. Let Go to Grow I have successfully survived post-traumatic stress, transitioning to post-traumatic growth.  My dysfunction of suppressing the truth for years kept me trapped in a dissociative state where I knew the truth, but no one else acknowledged it, making me feel silenced, powerless.  Angry.  Until I finally spoke up in trauma therapy, opening the door to my prison of silence.  And I let it go. Function from Dysfunction By reading the text of my past aloud in trauma therapy, it allowed my mind to close that chapter, freeing it of the re-reading I had been doing to try to make sense of the dysfunction that I had survived.  The new chapters of my life are written by...
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Being Positive Doesn’t Make You Blind to Reality

Being Positive Doesn’t Make You Blind to Reality

Positive thinking is not blind positivity, nor is it magical. However, the positive perspective you bring to realistically face today's challenges or obstacles will make your journey less arduous. It might even bring some needed growth, strengthening you for tomorrow's unexpected trials as well. Cheers to keeping on your rose colored glasses!...
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Love and Loss

Love and Loss

Sharing Love Through Heartbreak When I came across this image, the love I saw through their loss, my heart stopped for a moment, and then I read the corresponding news article about the last day of a five year-old girl who died in the arms of her parents. The image was heartbreaking, yet beautiful. The healthy little girl, diagnosed with a quick-growing, rare form of brain cancer, left the family with limited time to share. The hospice nurse captured this moment as the little girl drew her last breaths.  She lay on her mother and father as they held her, gazing sweetly at her while her favorite Harry Potter movie played in the background. They were there for her first breath, and they remained there for her last. All Humans Love, and All Humans Experience Loss This picture evoked a human empathy that touched me personally.  I recognize through my relationships other parents who have faced love and loss.  I, myself, have lost...
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Take Charge of Life by Letting Go

Take Charge of Life by Letting Go

Wow. Just wow. Yesterday morning slapped me with a brazen reminder that as much as I want to be in charge, to make all of the decisions and determine the timetable based on my needs, it just isn’t up to me. Worrying is like a rocking chair.  It gives you something to do, but it gets you nowhere. I worked my tail off in April, trying to attract a literary agent for my manuscript. I cried my eyes out in May feeling like I had failed. I woke up to an email yesterday, in June, from a literary agent requesting my full manuscript for publication consideration. It always works out in the end.  (If it hasn't, it's not the end...) No matter how many times I experience life working out exactly the way it is supposed to, I still get caught up trying to direct this journey around the sun.  Let's just let go and let life happen!!! Cheers to accepting abundance all in good time!...
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Happiness is Easy to Find and Yours to Give

Happiness is Easy to Find and Yours to Give

The Gift of Giving Unexpected gifts are the best. Last week, I received a beautiful memento from a friend. I had been looking for a special statue to rest at my brother's gravesite, but I was struggling to find just the right one. My friend knew of my desire and made it her quest to locate just what I was looking for.  Presenting me the beautiful fairy statue was a symbol of our friendship, but also a touching reminder that giving is the key to happiness. Suffolk Fairy Emily Statue by HomeStyles True Happiness is Giving it Away The fact is, the graciousness you reveal by the act of giving is even more valuable than the gift itself.  You can give a smile, give your time, give your compassion, all with no cost but great benefit to you.  As Maya Angelou so thoughtfully said, "When we give cheerfully and accept gratefully, everyone is blessed."  Remember, every time you give your happiness away, you are gaining happiness in...
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The gift I didn’t know I needed

The gift I didn’t know I needed

I've spent thirty-two years with the mistaken belief that because my brother died in my childhood, he didn't really exist.  Strangely, I always had him in my thoughts and on my mind, but it was more like a fantasy life I was experiencing, wishing him to be there, but believing he was only a figment of my own imagination.  I wasn't consciously aware that I was practicing this disassociation routinely until I wrote a blog post this year about my experience living and loving a terminally ill sibling and shared it on Facebook.  The responses I received were overwhelming.  Childhood friends and my brother's teachers all reaching out to me, sharing their own memories of my brother, Mike.  I got choked up reading these online conversations reliving our experiences with Mike from so long ago.  I read stories I wasn't even aware of, because I had stopped talking about my brother in seventh grade when he died.  Only the handful of closest...
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