“The good ol’ days”. Did the good ol’ days ever exist? I’ve heard people talk about them all my life and yet I have never had a desire to revisit any of my old days.
This past week, I facilitated another Sacred Women’s Circle for women over sixty. This is the fifth month in a row that I’ve been doing this most rewarding work. As I always view the month of May as the month of mothers, I thought that discussing mothers, mentors and matriarchs
One of the strangest parts of midlife motherhood is realizing your children still matter deeply to you while also realizing they no longer need you in the same way. No one really prepares women for that emotional transition. We spend decades building lives around caregiving: Driving. Organizing. Encouraging. Worrying. Showing
My husband Nick and I are very different in the mornings. Nick is a hare. He gets 1,500 steps in before I finish my coffee, and is ready for breakfast a full hour before I am hungry. For a while, I tried to sync up with him. It did not
Oh life is a puzzle with pieces askew,With socks that go missing (just one of the two).With glasses misplaced on top of your head,And thoughts that arrive… then promptly have fled. We laugh at ourselves (or at least we should try),At keys in the fridge or the why of the