Inspiration

  • Inspiration

    10 Reasons I’m thankful for Buddy

    10 Reasons I’m Thankful for Buddy Buddy, our beautiful 150 pound, six year-old baby, is not doing well. What we thought were kidney stones is a tumor in his prostate. Eric and I sat listening to the veterinarian talk of malignant tumors and options and all I could think about were the kidney stones we came to have removed. Options. We are taking it day by day. Buddy’s home on his favorite bed. He’s filled with medication. Tomorrow he will spend Thanksgiving with his family. Friday we will see if chemo is one of our options. I want more time with him. I want the tumor to shrink but I must weigh my wants against Buddy’s…

  • Inspiration

    I’m Stressed Therefore I’m Important

    I’m Stressed Therefore I’m Important This is a common belief in our society. The busier you are the more activities you have to fill your life and the more hours you spend at work equals your value in the eyes of others and yourself. The problem is when you don’t enjoy your work or you don’t enjoy having every second of your life scheduled then suddenly you’re sick, stressed and unable to find the peace in life. Back in 2007 I thought something was wrong with me because I couldn’t handle having a full-time job, taking care of my kids, my home, and being the mom I wanted to be. I’d snap at my kids or…

  • Inspiration

    Why We Do What We Do

    “The reason we grow is so we have something to give of value.” Tony Robbins Why We Do What We Do Thank you so very much for reading and sharing my last post. I heard from strangers and many people I hadn’t talked to in years. Apparently, there were tears. I hope they were inspirational tears. When I saw the stats on readers for my post about the accident I was blown away! My next thought was….now what? As much as I love my desserts, writing about chocolate chip cookies stuffed with Oreo’s wasn’t going to be a fitting follow-up. I thought I should just take a break and work on my young adult (YA)…

  • Inspiration,  Parenting

    Remembering The Accident That Changed Our Lives

    Remembering The Accident That Changed Our Lives The other day I was speaking to my daughter, Arielle, on the phone. It was one of our marathon conversations, which I love. I wasn’t sure whether or not to bring up the significance of this Thanksgiving. My husband, Eric, told me mentioning it might upset her, but I had a feeling it was already on her mind. I was right. When I asked if she was OK with me writing about the ten-year anniversary of the accident she told me she too had planned to blog about it. She said not to worry because our posts would be different–go ahead and write. The Call Just as memories…

  • Inspiration

    Imagination And Dumb Ways to Die

    Imagination And Dumb Ways to Die There’s a movie I watched several months ago that stuck with me. First, I have to say that I’m opposed to able-bodied actors playing roles that should be given to differently abled actors. I get it–it’s called acting – but actors who are truly paralyzed should have the opportunity to play the roles of paralyzed characters. One day… OK, now onto the film, The Magic of Belle Isle. When the movie began my first impression was not good. The pacing was very slow. I wasn’t hooked right away like the films I’ve been accustomed to viewing. Then, when the story turned to teaching young Finnegan about imagination, it caught my attention. In fact, throughout the movie Morgan…

  • Books & Writing,  Inspiration,  Parenting,  Teaching

    Procrastination

    Procrastination Writers are often faced with great resistance, otherwise known as procrastination. For me, there is a feeling within that I must write, yet when I sit down at the keyboard suddenly I’m checking email, Facebook and Pinterest before I click to open my manuscript. I learned from watching an interview with Steven Pressfield on Super Soul Sunday that what I’m feeling is resistance and when the pain of resistance becomes greater than the pain of facing a blank page then I’ll get to work. It’s like when I was little and learning how to dive.  I would stand on the edge of the diving board for a loooong time staring at the water – afraid.…