
Stay Calm and Begin Anew
As my family discussed New Year’s Eve, an interesting theme emerged. All we feel is a heavy sigh of relief and a desire to quietly, almost solemnly begin anew. I think we’re getting Mod Pizza and watching a movie.
Tomorrow the newspaper…

5 Lessons from 5 Months of Consistent Daily Journaling
Less than five days until I officially start Grad School! WooHoo!! Amazingly and without any planning, Monday will also be the last day of my experiment with daily journaling for 150 days.
Here are the TOP 5 THINGS I’VE LEARNED from focused,…

Day 133 of the 150 day micro-journaling experiment
I started The Dailies in a dark PTSD cave. Anxiety attacks regularly sent me running to huddle in my closet with uncontrollable full body tremors that lasted for hours. This went on for months. Previously I had only experienced episodic PTSD…

How has your year been?
Holy Smokies 2019 is Almost Over!
In 2014, during my seven weeks in the Surgical Intensive Care Unit, pain was pretty much a constant, but in times of extra special pain, my go-to expletive was, "Holy Smokies!" Said with an extra-long ō. Now…

Making money does not equal winning.
Making money does not equal winning.
It took nearly losing everything for me to learn that.
Before the accident, I loved tracking revenue (less so the expenses, but that’s another story). Watching the red line jumping up on the spreadsheet…

4 Life Lessons from May Day
On May 1, while many herald the arrival of Spring by dancing around Maypoles or delivering flowers in homemade May baskets to neighbors, workers around the globe celebrate International Workers Day, also called Labour Day. Although in the…

Are you already failing at your New Year's intentions?
We're only halfway through January and already I'm failing.
Do you make New Year's resolutions or goals? Less than a third of the people I talk with say that they do. Some tell me they set goals; others have a general notion of what they want…

A Perfectly Imperfect Christmas
Our favorite ornament on the tree was received by my husband 16 years ago. A round red globe holds a small framed photo of our children. When you press a button, 3 little voices ring out in an offbeat chorus, "I love my Daddy! I love my Daddy!…