End of the road

Knowing when to walk away

Watching someone I love self-destruct is not easy. Not stepping in to stop the madness is even harder. After all, wouldn’t I be there for her if I was a really good friend? Well, maybe not. I know I’m not the only one who has ever struggled with this. I see it on Facebook, in …

danger!

When panic serves a purpose

I have spent a great deal of time, money, and energy to overcome stress, anxiety, panic, and other forms of the dreadlies. Living in balance has allowed me to reclaim my health, have better relationships, and simply enjoy life more. However, sometimes a little panic is in order. I am scheduled to appear in court …

freedom

What I learned while being still

“If you don’t slow down, your body will find a way to make you slow down.”
Thanks, Body! Here’s what I’ve learned:
• Happiness is an inside job
Of course, we all know this in our heads, but I really got the experience, again!
Gregory came to pick me up after surgery. The hospital staff made sure I was full of pain and anti-nausea medication before he put me in the car for a two-hour drive back to Orlando. For the first two days, I happily leaned on him and went for walks up & down stairs and around the community pool. Then the medication wore off AND an infection set in.
Nonetheless, I spent a total of 12 days with Greg. Peace, love, harmony, rest, healing, joy. All were present and continuous.