It’s been awhile. I know.
My friend, Cindy, is spot-on when she says May should be called MAYHEM. I had one of my busiest work months ever, and for those of us with children, this month is always a whirlwind. Seems like every diorama project, field trip, spring fundraiser, and picnic takes place. Not to mention all the birthdays – in our own family alone, May and June must have been optimal the time to be born.
Read more...I’ve learned something these past two decades. Give..It comes back tenfold.
Let me tell you a story to illustrate what I mean.
Back in the mid-90’s I got involved with Dress for Success while living in New York City. At the time, I had about nine years of business suits and career accessories I wanted to donate (I had just ventured out on my own as a communications and public relations consultant and wanted to freshen my look). While my initial interest was only to pair down my closet, I soon became
Read more...(From “In My View”, for Colorado View Magazine)
“Mom that tuna fish you gave me for lunch yesterday smelled like a pig’s butt,” my eight-year-old son, Casey, told me, his small hands on his hips and tootsie-roll brown eyes large with delight. It was 7:40 am and I was picking my way around a mushy cucumber and Colby jack cheese in our overstocked refrigerator, looking for lunch inspiration for him and his twin sister, Rebecca.
Read more...Spring’s here, and I’m feeling a burst of creative energy. Who better to turn to for advice on how to unleash that spirit than my friend Robin Glickstein, who holds an Ed.M. from Harvard. For 11 years, she’s taken a creative approach to market research by helping people and businesses hone their stories and ideas. Finally, Robin shares her experience and thoughts with readers in her new blog, The MindFULL Creative.
Read more...My friend Julie and I celebrated our 40th birthdays at the Red Mountain Spa in picturesque St. George, Utah. We’re four years late, but who’s counting?
Julie and I were fresh-women roommates at Northwestern University (sorry, fresh-men just doesn’t sound right) and in large part, she beckoned me to Denver in 2006.
Read more...“You kids need to go to bed NOW,” I hollered from the bottom of the stairs.
It was shortly after 9 p.m., past my eight-year-old twins’ bedtime, and fast approaching mine.
“But Mom, I REALLY need you,” Casey pleaded, his voice earnest and tender in just the piercing way that wears me down (which he knows).
Read more...A few weeks ago while visiting relatives in California a friend having a zero birthday and a midlife crisis called. In reality — by which I mean the “big picture“ snapshot — everything in her world was alright; it’s just that she couldn’t see, well, er…the “big picture.”
Read more...My last post generated some bold e-mails, enough to warrant a second glance at the concept of marrying your life.
It occurs to me that too often we squash our dreams. The dreams that keep us up at night, gnawing at our subconscious because they are so revealing. I’ve had a recurring dream of writing a book under a cherry blossom tree in Italy. In the dream, I was
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