Everything comes together in this one perfect moment. In this moment I will summon up all of my courage. I will stand my ground. I will face my fear. It is what is to come afterwards that brings reality creeping into my veins like a freight train heading home. I am finally at the precipice of living a life that is worth living. I have torn through the house like a mad woman. I have filled up hefty bag after hefty bag with what is left of an existence that I so want to forget.Read More
I'm an old broad, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. Well, I'm not THAT old -- still under sixty -- but getting there fast. And in all honesty, time has not been kind to me. I've never been that pretty, and I have a paunch that refuses to go away (I call it my "bread baby"). I have a decent physique, but some "sculpting," shall we say, is definitely in order.Read More
I already failed at my New Year's Resolution, but in spite of that, I replaced a bad habit with a good habit. The bad habit—envisioning a different version of myself through unhealthy manifestation. The good habit—embracing kindness.
Many of us fail at our New Year's Resolutions, and while that is no secret, I do believe there is a formula to its success. I speak from personal experience; as seemingly every year, I get hyped to undergo the trend of a "new me." Then comes January 1, when I'm in a sugar-coma and drooling on myself. In fact, my sweet spot is right after Christmas, when I've eaten an offensive amount of holiday food (birthday included) and decide I need to change my life. But my life doesn't need to change, just my mindset.Read More