“You never know how much you’ll miss them until those cleats get hung up for the last time.”
To this day I still don’t know what compelled me to open my front door when an Amazon delivery man rang my doorbell on that random Saturday night.
99% of my doorbell…
When I completed my Masters in Social Work over 15 years ago, I never dreamed I would one day find myself working exclusively from home. …
See this face right here?
This is the face of someone who decided to be brave and start seeing her therapist again.
Maybe this is your sign that it’s time for you to get support too.
This is the face of someone whose suitcase of feelings was bursting at the…
I’m going to let you in on a little secret about change.
Walking away from the things and people that drain your energy is one of the hardest things you can do.
Even if that person or thing leaves you bruised and broken over and over again, making the…
Coaching youth sports is more than working on batting orders, field positions, and designing plays.
It’s more than managing schedule changes and coordinating with other coaches, league officials, and parents.
It’s more than carting around game bags, buckets of balls, and extra equipment everywhere you go.
It’s more than taking…
Self care must be a priority
This weekend I didn’t want to go anywhere.
I turned down invites from friends and turned inward instead.
I sat on my couch, wrapped in my soft blanket and just felt my feelings.
I laughed. I cried. I sat in silence. I binge watched…
Anxiety is setting multiple alarms every day so that you are never late for anything but then being uncomfortable if you arrive too early.
Anxiety is working efficiently and being over productive but then crying in the shower because it’s all just too much.
Anxiety is leaving text messages from…
As I was listening to my sons tell me all about their impromptu baseball practice session at the field the other day, critiquing each other’s stance, swing and follow through, I realized that life is a lot like getting up to bat in baseball.
Photo by Jenni Brennan of Changing Perspectives
Can you feel it?
I know I can.
The tide has come in and the storm is raging again.
Life has returned to the pre-quarantine pace — and I can’t catch my breath.
Every day feels like I’m running a 5k and the…