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People love to say “live your life.” But what does that even mean when life gets heavy?

I was unfriended recently by someone I care for. And I'm not upset about it.

Eighteen years ago I had a baby. Today, I have an adult.

Something interesting has been happening the last couple of days.

One of the things I love about life is discovering new things about myself along the way.

Every once in a while, I feel a pull I can’t explain.

Some days feel like the night before Christmas.

It took me a long time to understand why the love I chose so often felt like waiting.

Sometimes art holds pieces of our lives long after we’ve moved on.

In my in-between time, I've been making progress in a beautiful way.

Sometimes you revisit something from your past and see it completely differently.

Four and a half months ago, I wrote something called Who Won. I’ve been thinking about it again lately.

Some mornings hold more than you expect.

Behind every budget number and board discussion are real people. Tonight, I spent time with some of them.

The past year has forced me to ask a question I never expected to wrestle with so deeply.

I feel the weight I am carrying.

After writing about appreciation, I realized there is a part of my story I almost never talk about.

It’s interesting how often we thank people for what they do, but rarely acknowledge who they are.

Calling it ‘single’ doesn’t make you available; unresolved attachment turns every new relationship into a hidden triangle

Sometimes the only way to figure out what you want… is to try something completely different.