I recently turned 39. This past year I really learned what it means to feel fear and ride the wave of the feelings rather than fight them. I became more curious about where the waves would take me rather than …
I Wanna Rock
Last summer I found myself channeling my inner rocker at a Kiss concert with Def Leppard as the opener. Sweat dripping. Hips swaying. Music blaring. My bare feet slipping on a muddy tarp. It was bliss. I felt …
More than a Damsel in Distress
The night was bone-chilling and the roads hazardous. My one hour commute home was a daredevil act, for sure. I had been seeing clients sixty miles outside of Indianapolis, and was growing more nervous with every passing mile that brought …
Feeling at Home in My Muffin Top
I tried on my favorite jeans this morning and they were a bit more snug than I expected. I glanced into the mirror hoping to prove otherwise. Unfortunately, suspicions were confirmed. My cute mini love handles graduated to full muffin top …