You Fall Down, You Get Back Up.

I was reading the news this morning about Scott Hamilton and his feelings about not calling the triple salchows for this year’s Olympics (spoiler alert: He’s just fine) and it reminded me about when my husband was teaching our kids how to rollerblade.

Aging. Also Known As Saggy Arms and Butts.

I spend a fair amount of time in locker rooms. Some women are modest (like me) and they are covered in a towel (or two) or they have half their clothes on and the other half of their bodies covered in a towel (again,

When a Parent Dies It’s Like a Taylor Swift Song.

I will just come out and say it. When a parent dies, it sucks really bad. And I’m sorry to say that the feelings of “this sucks”

How to Make an Anxiety Journal.

I know. Everyone loves to talk about gratitude. We live in a time where, god help us, we have to be told to be grateful and if we can’t remember it on our own,

A Room of One’s Own.

I have a room of my very own. I’m okay sharing this with you. It’s like donating your body for science. It’s for a good cause.

Can a Life Coach Help With Your Aging Parents?

Let me establish a bit of credibility. My mom had a stroke when she was 49. I was 29. I was her eldest child and she was unmarried which meant I was in charge of the big decisions.