Where’s the fun in that?
When I started this blog, I was a woman on a mission. My mission: to help people be as happy…
The stunning conclusion to the tale of the tiny hole
If you have been following along with this set of posts, you already know all about the tiny hole. In…
I wasn’t exactly wrong, but I wasn’t exactly right
On August eighth, I made the following post on Instagram: Depression and anxiety tell you that if only you were…
Remix of a bluesy beat
If you follow me on Twitter, you may have seen this post: I had about a zillion (give or take)…
The life and times of a clutter expert
Nearly three years ago, I wrote a post called, “there appears to have been a struggle.” In it, I detailed…
Perfectionism, anxiety, and a happiness plan
Does this sound familiar to you? It’s time to get things done. You’re well-rested, you ate a good breakfast, and…
What I didn’t know about depression and how it almost killed me
Before you read this post, please know that I am talking very directly about the issues of depression, PTSD, the…
Somebody come and play
When adults don’t fill their reserves of joy with playful activities, they can find themselves going through the motions. Play is good for all people.
Take the advice you would give a friend
Last Thursday, outside of my normal Wednesday posting schedule, I wrote a post I had not expected to write (Everybody…
Everybody wants to save the world and I am no exception
Leo Tolstoy said, “Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.” With all the respect due the late Mr. Tolstoy, I am not everyone, nor am I no one.