Because life's about more than getting the laundry put away... forever

We’re sitting at lunch. Just the two of us. My mom is struggling to cut her food, and every small movement takes effort and intention.

I ask if I can help her.

Her response is tears. A feeling of humiliation — a deep, wordless no to losing one more piece of her independence.

My heart hurts. For h...

Ever set a goal, hit it, and notice how the glow of achieving something amazing evaporates almost immediately?

Like, shockingly fast?

Think of a time you worked so hard — pushed through doubt, showed up when it was inconvenient, uncomfortable, or downright painful — and finally succeeded. How long...

When my husband and I first got married, our “money talks” felt a lot like two ducks getting in a squabble and then swimming off in opposite directions. 🦆🦆💨

He was the saver.
I was the spender.

Together, our money conversations created... friction. (The kind of tension that makes you want to grab y...

Funny story: the first life coach I ever hired was about a decade ago, just a few years into my own midlife transformation. (By the way, “midlife” technically starts at 40 and runs until 65 — yep, that means you’re a young adult until 39! Who knew?! 🤷🏽‍♀️)

At the time of hiring my first life coach,...

For most of my life, I believed there was only one season — the season of DO-ing.

If I wasn’t creating, producing, or pushing something forward, I felt like I was falling behind. Rest? That was for later — when everything was done. (And when is life ever done? Exactly. 🙃)

In my 30s, between raisin...

So often, you're taught to push push PUSH yourself forward, even when it hurts, it's hard, or you're just plain exhausted.

Yes, sometimes pushing through is necessary — caring for a newborn, acing medical school, downing your drink before the absentminded waiter returns to ask if you’d like another, ...