Hearing that I won tickets to the Oprah event in what had been an otherwise incredibly tough month due to the sudden passing of my father would have been enough, but then to get the news that I would be interviewed by Oprah through a separate set of circumstances – it was really becoming my wildest dream … Continue reading
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A Guest House for Grief
Just under four weeks ago the man who loved me first and loved me longest left. At the age of 80, my father, (who had walked 5 miles 10 days prior) died in hospital due to complications from what was supposed to be a rather simple surgery. For years in my early career I counseled people through … Continue reading
The Kindergarten Metaphor
I sent my baby boy off to kindergarten today. Never before had I truly understood the significance of this day for parents. The tears I shed today are about far more than the fact that I will no longer have him home with me during the day; rather it marks the first in many moments … Continue reading
Sinking in Sadness, Swimming in Self-Compassion
You’ve most likely heard of a P.D.A. (public display of affection) but have you heard of a P.D.S.? I found myself experiencing one last week unexpectedly at a YMCA during an aquafit class. P-D-S: Public Display of Sadness. There I was in the middle of a pool with happy, chatting, splashing Seniors when a huge … Continue reading