Getting Your Own Life While Loving the People In It
I see you…
the overwhelmed daughter, wife, mother, and grandmother who longs to have your turn at life, unearth and live your purpose, and feel alive and in love instead of just busy.
And I write for you.
I share stories about getting your own life while loving the people in it, which means we
- Live our lives by finding our purpose and finding time to nurture it.
- Honor our emotions by getting in touch with how we feel, dealing with difficult emotions, and delighting in pleasant ones.
- Show up for relationships by caring about our people without trying to control them.
I’m inspired by the words of 20th century thought leader Howard Thurman,
“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”
I hope you’ll hang around, sign up for my blog posts and newsletter, and share your thoughts so we’ll learn from each other.
In This Together,
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