I find myself sitting more than I stand. Of course, I have a good reason for it, but the fact remains that I am sitting on my rump more and more each day.
I wake up at 6:40 a.m and see my teens off to school. By 8:00, everyone is gone, and I’m in my room looking at all my emails and text messages. I reply one by one and make a few calls. Continue reading “The Worst Trainer Ever”
The only person that you should compare yourself to is you. There isn’t anyone in this world that is like you.
You are authentic, and you deserve to be happy. We should all feel complete and confident in who we are. But it’s hard to get to that happy place when you are focusing on everyone around you and not that woman in the mirror.
She is waiting for you to pay attention to her and only her.
Show her some love today! Look at yourself for motivation and stop #comparing you to everyone else.
I’m having a moment today, and the tears are streaming down my entire existence. It is happening more and more, and I can’t control it, so I figure let me put on a sad song and look at old pictures so I can really enjoy my cry. Continue reading “One Last Cry…Maybe?”
All I remember is it being deathly silent on the phone. I thought she had fallen asleep. So there I lay on the couch under the covers in a slightly dark room with only the light sound of the t.v. going. By this time it was 2 o’clock in the morning, and we started our conversation at 11:00 pm. I’m not quite sure how long it was since we last talked but we had a lot to catch up on. Our conversation went from politics to food, health, fitness, raising kids, marriage, and reminiscing about our old selves. Continue reading “You Can’t Rescue The Boy In The Man “Part 1””
Sometimes you have to take a step back and reflect over the things you desired to change as a child and make a conscious decision to not let history repeat itself. It’s not easy to walk away from someone you love and let go of what you want the relationship to be. Allowing yourself to let go of the living happily ever after can feel like a punch in the stomach and a knife in your heart. Continue reading “Why Coming From a Broken Home May Be Better Than Living In One “Part 2″”