As we all settle into this almoooost post-COVID world it's becoming the "old normal" vs the "new normal". What's the answer? We can't go back, and we can't not go back. But, you know what? We are going back. I'm calling it the RubberBall Effect. COVID threw the ball, and it stopped bouncing. But "The… Continue reading The RubberBall effect. How do schools come back from the Pandemic?
Do you have a child in the tween years? You know, ages 10-13? If so you, like me, are living the Tween Life. Can I get an ugh ;-)! Middle school. Adolescence. It has been a bumpy road. There are the "normal" Middle School things like clothes, hair, "training" bras (yikes!), locker combinations, moving… Continue reading Tween life: The Age Of (In)Visiblity
“We do not have government by the majority. We have government by the majority who choose to participate”- Thomas Jefferson I do, love it. All of it. The good, bad and ugly of this day. There is an energy to democracy, and on Election day you can not only see it churning, you can FEEL… Continue reading I LOVE Election Day!
So, it's time to think about Long Term Care placement of your loved one. Or, in laymens terms, find nursing home care for your aging person. Yep, it's kind of a big deal and for most people nausea inducing. But, if you have a plan and a good understanding of the process it can… Continue reading Long Term Care Placement Process: The Top 3 questions you MUST ask when looking for Long Term Care – AKA a Nursing Home. (Part 1)
One week ago, we were hit by the first major snow storm of the season in Northern Colorado, and it was a whopper. I'm talking 40 mph winds, inches of snow accumulating and falling heavy all night. It was intense. It started around 7pm Saturday evening, but what made it so incredible was that the… Continue reading What The First Snow can teach us about Navigating Transitions.
I found myself uttering those words yesterday in the car to my husband. You see, his Mom has died. Although she died a few weeks ago, we are just now getting around to handling some "details". The main one was to pick up her ashes from the Funeral Home. Yep, she's been "sitting" there for… Continue reading “When I die, please don’t let them put my ashes in a zip-tie plastic bag”
Photo by Nextvoyage on Pexels.com...I've felt a calling to be a writer of some sort. My grandmother was a successful journalist, my mom a highly regarded, multi-published author, and it seemed to be in my blood. Except I hated to write. I did, hated it. Avoided it at all costs. Oh, the horror of a… Continue reading For as long as I can remember…
The Mother Mind 