Cardinals

I recently spent a few minutes (okay, hours) trolling the Facebook news feed and something caught my eye. Someone (sorry, I have no idea who or what or when exactly) posted that every time you see a red cardinal, that is a sign that a loved one that has died is saying hello to you, … Continue reading Cardinals

Still becoming

When my mother was 51, she was busy getting ready to die, but she didn't know this yet. Well, maybe she did know it on some level, but she never talked about it with me pre-diagnosis so I really can't be sure. Certainly none of us, her children, her husband, knew it yet. I'm 51. … Continue reading Still becoming

The right words at the right time

Today, someone told me something that I really needed to hear. We have been dealing with an ongoing issue for years and things rarely go our way. This year there are some new people involved, one of whom we know from another area of our lives. These were the words: "I'm on your side." After … Continue reading The right words at the right time

Go ahead: make my day

It's time for our family's annual physicals. This morning I was there bright and early at 8am with my daughter for hers...so bright and early, in fact, that the office door was still locked (hey, here's a tip: if you schedule appointments for 8am at your office and you tell people to arrive 10 minutes early … Continue reading Go ahead: make my day

Midlife Monkey Mind

I've been on overload these past few weeks, with my mind overly full of stress-inducing thoughts. Sleeping has been a challenge. Lying awake from 1:30-4:30am two nights ago, I trotted out all my tricks for putting myself back to sleep: saying my ABC's, counting backward from 100, tensing and relaxing muscle groups, saying the So … Continue reading Midlife Monkey Mind

Speaking your truth

Over the past several months, I've had quite a lot to say about turning 50 this year to quite a lot of people. That was then. Several months ago, heck, even several weeks ago, it seemed so far off in the future. This is now. Now, it's looming large, and for some reason, I'm finding … Continue reading Speaking your truth

Angels dropping a dime

I dreamed about my mother last night. We were in the house she grew up in and ultimately died in. We were standing together on the back porch, looking out at the snow-covered street. It was very sunny and bright, and we were watching a plow making its way through the snow drifts, clearing a … Continue reading Angels dropping a dime

Angels and the creative process

Instead of writing my blog post and examiner.com article and more NaNoWriMo words yesterday afternoon (and well into the evening...), I helped my tween daughter with her project for school. The assignment was to make a collage that showcased the following: Your career aspirations Your interests Your talents Something else that I can't remember (*midlife … Continue reading Angels and the creative process