Free

When I worked in corporate America I thought quitting my job, being home with my children and not being slave to someone else’s dream was the definition of freedom. For years I dreamt of this “freedom” and thought of everything I could to taste it....

Words of Advice From a Three-Year-Old

Earlier this morning while I was writing my first blog entry my three-year-old daughter was sitting on the floor behind me with one of our Harry Potter books. She had opened up the book and was pretending to read. After I heard what she was saying I quickly opened a...

Who Are You?

The more I step into this place of being open about early midlife celebrations, the more women I’ve noticed coming forward with their stories of frustration and loss. And when I say “loss”, what I’m hearing more and more is that they’ve...

The Definition of Crazy

This morning while working out I kept hearing this strange noise and I thought my three-year-old was up to something she had no business doing. So when I went to check it out, it turned out to be a bird on our front porch trying to fly through the window above the...