7 Principles of Bending, #4

Dare to muddle through the messiness. Let’s face it. Life just gets messy at times. A real heap of discombobulated junk. Kind of like my story in my Two Days Longer about the morning after my mom died. In numbing his grief and exhaustion, my dad accidentally tossed...
7 Principles of Bending, #3

7 Principles of Bending, #3

Floating moves you farther ahead than flailing. Flailing is seldom a graceful sight. Arms wildly flapping. Maybe a bit of shrieking. I’ve been there. Think person freaked by a tarantula or boa constrictor (yep, I’ve been surprised by both creatures in the wild). Or...

7 Principles of Bending, #2

Resiliency is a process not a point. So often in coming back from a rough patch, you want life to begin anew on your timetable. You make a decision to move forward, but true resiliency or your “bend strength” is shaped over time and not in the today. Your true grit is...

7 Principles of Bending, #1

1. Pain is not the enemy. Years ago after two injury car accidents, I labeled my spinal pain as the “silent tormentor.” I begged for the pain to stop, for the emotional crushing to end. But you know what? The pain was not the enemy. I was. While I was enduring the...
Discovering What Colors Your Life

Discovering What Colors Your Life

  You gotta love how Nature hands us a fresh palette of colors throughout the year (palm trees and aqua ocean waters included). Fall visits to the Colorado high country make me feel like I’m in an outdoor art museum. The aspens shimmer with spectacular...
Life, Plain and Simple

Life, Plain and Simple

I just had lunch with a dear friend and lamented how many projects and loose ends taunt me as fall shifts into gear and winter is pressing on the gas. My internal perfectionism button bobs to High Danger levels when I run through my unfinished-from-summer list. The...
When It’s Easier to Post Jokes and Cute Pet Pics

When It’s Easier to Post Jokes and Cute Pet Pics

Some of us hide our inner struggles rather well. We may be choked by fear or overwhelmed by just getting by. Or, maybe we just don’t want to draw attention to ourselves when so many others have seemingly greater battles. I understand all of the above. Sometime it just...
Mother-Daughter Joy and Heartache

Mother-Daughter Joy and Heartache

Mother-daughter relationships elicit such joy, and well, heartache. You see, we women are a delightful, perplexing blend of courage, cheer, and complexity. We feel deep love for each other and yet dread when we are just not communicating at our best. Many of us have...
Dick, Jane, Spot, and Mrs. Gottula

Dick, Jane, Spot, and Mrs. Gottula

What I Learned in Kindergarten, I’m Still Learning I adored Dick, Jane, and Spot. See Spot run! Sorry, Sally, you were “just a baby,” and it’s been 50 years…or so… since I’ve read those charming primary books. In the mid-60s, I knew nothing about phonetic analysis and...