I didn’t expect to begin the year this way. Like many of us, I entered January with exciting intentions – a little flashy, but with a sense of steadiness and hope. A new calendar. A fresh page. The belief that there would be time to ease into whatever came next…

When did you last think about what you value most in life? Research shows that recognizing and living according to your values creates a richer sense of purpose. Also, it turns out that one of the best ways to significantly reduce stress is to spend time defining and aligning…

Forgiveness means different things to different people. In general, it means to stop feeling angry or resentful toward someone for an offense, flaw, or mistake. It is an intentional decision and is a commitment to change those feelings. It takes conscious effort and sometimes it takes time…

There comes a moment – often quiet, often unannounced – when many women realize they’ve been living on pause. Not unhappy exactly. Not ungrateful. Just… waiting. Waiting for the dust to settle. Waiting for relationships to smooth out…

A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with a dear friend who remarked that she couldn’t believe her 16-year-old granddaughter had gotten her driver’s license. That comment led to a whole conversation about who we were at 16, back when we were dancing…

Scroll through social media and you’ll see it: women in their 50s, 60s, and 70s sharing selfies. Sometimes they’re polished. Sometimes casual. Sometimes joyful, reflective, or quietly proud. And almost inevitably, a question follows – spoken or not: Why?

When I was newly retired several years ago, I created a website for those rookies in my cohort, so they could benefit from my experiences transitioning to a new stage of life. On that website, I included a definition of retirement, which felt quite tongue and cheek at the time: “to withdraw to a place of safety and seclusion.”

For most of my life, I was rarely alone. I was married for over 30 years and raised three children. My days were full of meals to make and pickups from school and activities. When my kids were young, I often dreamed of just one…

As I drive the hour to see her, memories and feelings flood the spaces of my mind. I have 63 years of memories. She’s my younger sister, and three years ago she was diagnosed with Early Onset Alzheimer’s Disease…

In this third installment of my Rearview Mirror series, written on the 33th anniversary of my mother’s passing – a milestone that is hitting me harder this year – I revisit her life and the ways her courage, compassion, and foresight continue to guide me as I navigate my own journey…