Love Letter To My Mom . . .

Love Letter To My Mom . . .

Thank you all for being here. It’s impossible to capture all that my mother meant to me in a few minutes and I’m certain that all of us have wonderful stories to share about her. I’m looking forward to hearing them all. I wanted to share with you little snippets of...
They must have done something to deserve that . . .

They must have done something to deserve that . . .

Fairness is an important value of mine and the basic belief that life is fair has been a touchstone for me; a comfort when something doesn’t go my way or something bad happens to someone, that life will eventually balance that out with something good. My husband and I...
Declutter Your Relationships . . .

Declutter Your Relationships . . .

I used to be such an enabler.  I would feel responsible for how people felt and for their behaviour.  Even worse, I would try to change how they felt and how they behaved by changing myself; trying to make myself better, more understanding, more...
She’s Too Old to Have Kids . . .

She’s Too Old to Have Kids . . .

I remember once being at a friend’s barbecue standing in line putting food on my plate when one of the women there commented ‘no wonder you’re so thin, you eat so little’.  I didn’t perceive her tone to be particularly nice. I looked at my plate and then looked at her...
The Hardest Thing For a Coach To Admit To People Is . . .

The Hardest Thing For a Coach To Admit To People Is . . .

I, like so many people, was raised to be perfect. I still recall, at 7 years old, my dad standing over me at the piano and hitting my hands with a ruler every time that I made a mistake and having to do math drills over and over again until the score was perfect....