Sometimes when we travel, I like to bring my own pillow.
Silly, I know, but for whatever reason, it makes me feel comfortable. My pillows are all goose-down and super cozy, and I’m used to them.
Last week I jumped in the truck with my son, and we made our way to Oregon. I honestly wasn’t sure where I would be sleeping any given night, so I brought my favorite pillow along.
I’m glad I did too, because I used it when I came down with a head cold. That pillow was a soothing relief each night. Continue reading
I moved to Bend, Oregon in 1978 and never dreamed that I’d end up staying for over 30 years. I was just 19 when I first arrived in that little town, and so much had changed over the years.
But by 2009, I couldn’t wait to leave. My kids were grown and off to start their own lives, my friendships had changed so much I could barely recognize them, and my business was no longer paying the bills.
It was time to move on.
I should back up a bit. I left out a lot of important details in yesterday’s post. Not sure why I skipped most of 2008 and went right to the end of that year.
Maybe because it was a year of change.
Working from my home office, early 2008
I’m trying to write more of my story, but keep getting stuck. My mind is elsewhere.
I feel like I need a change.
Usually when I feel this way, I move the furniture around in the house. Or change-up the decorations. Sometimes I’ll get a new hairstyle to shake things up.
But, I just moved the furniture last month, so that is not going to help. And I have an appointment on Wednesday to make some changes to my hair. But, I’m not sure that’s going to fix this need for change I’m feeling. Continue reading
The #MeToo Campaign has been going on for a few months now, and ever single time I see a Me Too post, my stomach knots up, my throat closes and I have to choke back tears. Every single time.
A year ago, my son wrote this open letter to his daughters, my granddaughters. I am asking you to read it, digest it, and share it. Please join me in a new campaign to help the next generation to be filled with #NotMe and #NotUs. Continue reading
Do you have any habits in your life that do not serve you or your health?
I know I do. I’m working on changing a few. My morning routine has been one of getting up around 6 or 6:30, getting my big cup of coffee, with real cream and honey in it, and heading straight to my computer.
Hours later I’d realize I needed to find something to eat, or get out and go for a walk. I’d struggle throughout the day with this pull to get back to work on my blog or “building my platform”.