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A few years ago, in the first few months of the pandemic, I wrote nearly daily posts on social media about my experiences.
This one struck home and I thought I would share it with you.
We're just coming out of one of the most important pauses - a family member was in hospice.
And it felt like...
The eye doctor dropped the bomb – bifocals.
Just not happening.
I crossed my arms and shook my head with an adamant no.
Except, it is happening.
And so much more.
I still feel about 40 even though my eyes are telling me otherwise.
After much negotiation, we landed on bifocal glasses with a...
I didn’t feel like writing this morning.
Which is pretty weird for me because I love typing my thoughts on my iPad early in the morning curled up in a quilt, tea in hand.
But today the words haven’t flowed naturally.
They’re feeling a little stuck.
I’M feeling a little stuck.
...
Betty had cancer again.
The metastatic kind.
The kind that means you have cancer the rest of your life.
And then Betty’s husband died.
I promise that if you keep reading, this story has a happy endin.
When Betty came to coaching, she was stuck - her words not mine.
She said she...
Sorry I’m late.
Sorry I lost your keys.
Sorry the dishes are in the sink again.
Sorry I misplaced the client’s file.
Sorry I forgot to email/text you back.
ADHD is one endless stream of SORRY.
Did you know that ADHDers receive 20,000 more negative messages by the age of 12 than...
Sorry I’m late.
Sorry I lost your keys.
Sorry the dishes are in the sink again.
Sorry I misplaced the client’s file.
Sorry I forgot to email/text you back.
ADHD is one endless stream of SORRY.
Did you know that ADHDers receive 20,000 more negative messages by the age of 12 than...