Why do we choose suffering over joy? Why do we wallow in our pain instead of running toward our healing? Why, when there are so many different sources of hope and help, do we insist that we are alone? In our unhealthy obsession with self, we...

After a couple of good, long crying jags and a bottle of wine (or two), I was finally able to come to terms with the fact that I am overwhelmed. Completely and totally overwhelmed. Exhausted, stretched too thin, stressed, edgy, not behaving like the best...

We’re busy women, career women. Sisters. Friends. Daughters. Some are mothers too. We wear many hats, play multiple roles. We are different people, living different lives, with different challenges and different stories. I believe, no matter how different we are, one thread ties us together...

“May your coming year be filled with magic...