Chronically Overcommitted

I have a lot of balls in the air.  I always tend to take on more than anyone could reasonable expect to handle.  But, then again, I'm not really reasonable...and I'm not alone.  So many of us overschedule ourselves and our kids so that we have little to no downtime.  I've always had a tendency... Continue Reading →

Empathy and Depression

Depression and anxiety are two sides of a very undesirable coin.  They are opposites, but often go hand in hand.   Depression typically feels like hopelessness despite what is actually going on in your life.  From the outside, you may look like you have it all together, but on the inside you feel like you are... Continue Reading →

Can Being Late Make You Live Longer?

A short time ago I came across an article titled “Science Says People Who are always late are more successful and live longer.”[1]  Since I come from a long line of tardy people, I decided to look into this further. 

You Can Have It All…and Burnout Too.

  “People experience burnout as a gradual erosion of their spirit and zest as a result of …too many pressures, conflicts, demands.”[i]   Doing your best and “giving your all” is what many of us strive for on a daily basis.  In our workouts, we are encouraged to push through burnout rounds and work to... Continue Reading →

I Am An Impostor

That feeling that you are a fraud, that one day people will find out you have no idea what you are doing,  it has a name…Impostor Syndrome.  It can strike when you get that first real job, when you leave the hospital with your first child, or when you graduate from college.  You feel like... Continue Reading →

An Attempt At Father’s Day Gratitude

My Attempt at Expressing Gratitude on Father’s Day   I am not a very sentimental person.  I used to be, but that part of me is long gone.  Lately, my cards to my dad on Father’s day consist of something like “Happy ‘Farter’s day” or “Enjoy laying in your armchair… since that’s something you never... Continue Reading →

Go Polish The Silver 

“I need to speak with the man of the house.  Refrigerator repair is quite technical and you wouldn’t understand.” I was sitting in my formal dining room polishing the silver when the doorbell rang. I jumped up from the table and danced over to the door trying not to let pain from the tightly cinched... Continue Reading →

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