Sometimes even when we think we’ve moved on from difficult events in life, we somehow keep holding on to things that remind us of what it was like back then. Or in my case, things that helped me through it. I bought a Jeep when I was twenty-one. It was my first car … Continue reading Letting Go
What’s Possible
Today is the first day of the rest of your life. It matters, and you matter. What gets you out of bed in the morning? Coffee? The agonizing buzz of an alarm clock? The thought that today could be the day you get your dream job? The idea that today could be the day … Continue reading What’s Possible
Dear Fifteen-Year-Old Me
Dear Fifteen-Year-Old Me, You’re more powerful than you know. I know the acne is tough. I know that feelings suck and being a teenage girl seems impossibly complicated. I know you secretly want people to like you even though you act indifferent simply because you have so few friends. Let’s face it – you … Continue reading Dear Fifteen-Year-Old Me
I’m Not Her
Comparison is a dangerous trap. She’s not coming back. She moved away and moved on, and her life is going forward. She’s growing up and I’m staying put. Her career is about to explode into success and mine is moving on a slow trajectory. For the last year I lived with my best friend, … Continue reading I’m Not Her
You’re Stronger
“It is both a blessing and curse to feel everything so deeply” – David Jones. I’ve read that vulnerability and courage go hand in hand. This truly resonates with me, being such an incredibly sensitive person in terms of what in this world affects me emotionally. It took me years to realize that it was … Continue reading You’re Stronger
Staying Silent
Why do we stay silent? During a job interview not too long ago, I was asked one of those typical questions about a challenge I had faced and how I handled it. What came to mind at the time was the sexual harassment I had encountered during my summer as a whitewater rafting guide. … Continue reading Staying Silent
Be Grateful for the Box
It was my seventeenth birthday. I don’t know about you but I was not a stellar person during my teen years – too much angst and drama, and not enough understanding and patience. On that day, I was in the house when my dad came home. He told me that his coworker had found me … Continue reading Be Grateful for the Box
