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Why walk, when you can run
“Winning the lottery means having an Ali type in your life. You get adventures, growth in skills, a greater capacity for kindness. You’re more dog, more rainbows, laugh more, skip more and are more inspired”
Thanks to my life guru, Lan Pham for her kind words. …
We can all learn to become effective conversationalists
I couldn’t help overhearing them. It wasn’t what they were saying I found captivating, more how they were responding to each other. Or, rather — how they weren’t responding to each other.
The first lady described a horrific-sounding, fatal, vehicle collision. Her granddaughter knew one of the deceased. This lady…
How to find happiness again, after hitting rock bottom
TW: this piece discusses the death of a young baby, and the impact of grief.
As I draw closer to the couple walking ahead, they seem familiar. I realize how I recognize them and my heart sinks. I hold back, to allow them space. They appear to be shadows of…
Of course, I am delighted and I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, but…
Does anyone do the lottery online? The money comes out of your bank account each month and you forget about it. On the odd occasion, if you are lucky, you may receive an e-mail saying something to the effect of: “you’re a winner! …
For starters — try not to panic
Medium — you certainly spiced up my weekend. My little heart is still recovering.
Learn to listen to your gut instincts and tune in to your spidey senses
The whole situation is futile. But I have to try.
I continue giving CPR, desperate to hear her breathe. Willing her to come around. I try frantically to save her, but I fail. The paramedic signals for me to stop.
“She’s gone”
Looking at the giggling 3-year-old, I wilt. Her…
Pick your battles, some are worth fighting, others we must walk away from
“You guys aren’t from around here are you?”
They turn to look at me as I speak. Three pairs of gleaming eyes undress me. Smug smiles creep onto their faces. They think I’m flirting with them! Ugh, they couldn’t be further from the truth.
Let’s rewind for 2 minutes.
It…
Pick up a pen and paper and let’s get started
I’m learning to be my own best friend. And let me tell you, it is really difficult. Compassion and empathy towards those I love, come naturally to me. Yet, for some reason, I struggle to muster up the same feelings towards myself. I know I am not alone with this.
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