Finding Happiness

Of all the words in the dictionary, the word “home” resonates a place in our heart reserved for feelings that are almost indescribable. Like a sigh, it just belongs there, settled in and comfortable, resting assuredly in the folds of our heart…

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about legacy – not the big, dramatic, “name on a building” kind, but the quiet kind. The kind that sneaks up on you in the middle of a Tuesday afternoon when you’re folding laundry and suddenly remember a joke…

There’s a line in a song I wrote recently that stayed with me longer than the music: “I know it’s my own doing… bein’ where I be… but that don’t make it easier… livin’ inside of me.” I didn’t write that line as advice. It wasn’t meant to fix anything. It just showed up one day, the way honest things tend to do. And the more I sat with it, the more I realized how much of life can feel like that…

What is a dream home? Is a dream home a “perfect home”? The word, “perfect” is defined in the Merriam-Webster dictionary as “Having no mistake or flaw.” Is your dream home a perfect home or the home that only you “dream” of?

I never thought that I would look forward to being 60 and yet as my 60th birthday drew closer, I felt an excitement that surprised me and took hold of me. I can’t fully explain it, but it was a sense of fully stepping into the woman that I was becoming…

If you step into your ideal self at age 95 and look back, what do you want to see? Is it a life of happiness? Of meaning? Certainly, you want to feel…

There comes a point in life when you begin to look at your story differently. Not just where you’re going, but where you’ve been. The choices you made. The roles you played. The responsibilities you carried. And for many women…

Around a quarter of people over 65 suffer from depression. That’s a huge number of people who are not enjoying life. For some it’s because they are facing difficult medical treatment or are in constant pain or facing death (either their own or a loved one’s). Some people feel distressed that they are coming to the end of their life. Many feel lonely or that they are no longer useful…

Over the past few months, I’ve been thinking a great deal about legacy. After losing both of my parents not long ago, I’ve found myself reflecting on what truly endures. Not just accomplishments or milestones, but the quieter things we pass down without fully realizing it. Grief has a way of sharpening that question…

I had lunch with a dear friend the other day. We live far away from each other but make the effort to meet up a few times a month. I could tell she was stressed about something, and it took some effort before she finally told me why. She felt she had to travel to Europe for her granddaughter’s birthday, even though she clearly didn’t want to go…