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. I imagined I would be part of the Monday to Friday 9–5 crew, lugging a bag full of files back and forth between my office and my home, hunched over my computer for a few hours at night and on the weekends, and looking longingly towards retirement.
Instead, I have carefully crafted my professional life so that it is one I wholeheartedly enjoy and is one which centers around one key word: balance.
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 seems and desperately needed to be unpacked.
Maybe this is your sign that it’s time for you to unpack your own suitcase too.
This is the face of someone who wasn’t sure where or how to start or what feelings might show up.
Maybe this is your sign that it’s…
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 decision to leave it behind and step towards a life that is more authentically you, is terrifying.
Like leaves your palms sweaty, gives you a pit in your stomach, and sends your heart racing — terrifying.
You begin to worry about all the people that won’t understand.
You start a…
This weekend we got to sneak away to New Hampshire with family.
We were excited for some fun in the sun but the weather didn’t seem to care about our outdoor plans.
Instead, we saw lots and lots of rain.
So, we spent a lot of time playing board games, watching movies, and doing multiple 300–1000 piece puzzles.
As I watched our family of 10 in their puzzle process, I couldn’t help but draw a parallel between the puzzles and life.
A couple of us would start a puzzle and together we’d sort through the edges and inside pieces.
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 phone calls and answering emails from parents while on vacation, during a lunch break, or at a birthday party.
It’s more than scheduling time with your family and date nights with your spouse around tournaments, games, and practices.
It’s more than volunteering countless hours of your free time for the…
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 a new series. I drank homemade margaritas and let myself eat extra toasty cheez-its.
I didn’t count calories, worry about miles on my spin bike, or focus on the number on the scale.
I let myself be loved and seen and let myself just be in the moment.
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 friends unanswered because you overthink your response but then believing unanswered messages from friends must mean they don’t like you.
Anxiety is being too exhausted to be awake but too exhausted to fall sleep.
Anxiety is feeling like your brain never stops racing but being unsure how to sit in…
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.
Behind you are your friends. They are the people in the crowd who are there for you and want you to do your best. They know when you need to be cheered on and when you need them to be quiet. They get you.
Fans of the other team
Behind you may…
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 finish line keeps moving. On this race route there’s no one handing out free cups of water. There’s no one cheering me on and offering me encouragement. There are no breaks. If I slow to a walk, I’ll surely be run over by the herd of runners around me.
And I Missed The Loudness
For some reason, I hate that term.
Maybe it’s because I don’t like labeling something as normal vs. abnormal. It feels too judgmental.
Maybe it’s because I don’t like change. Change is always hard and uncomfortable.
But, this is my life now — the new normal. Whether I like it or not.
After over a year of remote and hybrid learning where my children have been at home at least 3 school days each week, my children have returned to full time in person schooling.
After over a year of working primarily from…