Self-promotion is one of the necessary evils of the online writing world. I hate it but I do it. That's why my title is intentionally less than enthusiastic. I'd rather reserve this space for some of my insights and stories on personal growth, self-acceptance and life lessons, including updates on my memoir (which is full… Continue reading Here I go again. Another gift card give-away. Yay.
Congrats to Chris from Narragansett, RI, who won the $25 Amazon gift! And thanks to you all for believing in me and being here with me. I will do my best to make your visits worthwhile. One day, I hope my followers will number in the thousands, and I can look back at this core group… Continue reading Thanks for believing in me.
I overslept this morning, Valentine's Day, getting up not too long before Michael, my husband, left for work. When I came down to the kitchen, on the counter sat a big red envelope on which he had drawn my name in a heart pierced with an arrow. I had intended to be up before him… Continue reading Self-acceptance and spouse-acceptance on Valentine’s Day.
As I’m transferring my blogs from The Well Nested Life to this site, I’m providing updates as needed. This one has a funny story I’ve been waiting to tell. About a year ago, I wrote a blog threatening to demand payback from my husband for all the times I “held the dumb end of a… Continue reading The dumb end of a tape measure. A life lesson in patience.
Just a quick post to all my new followers: Wow. You did it - you signed up. I would say I'm speechless, but that's kinda not a good thing for a writer to say, so how about THANK YOU! I am truly touched that you made the effort and that you put your trust in… Continue reading I’m truly touched!
[I posted this last year here but, tis the season, so here's an update. BTW - I still didn't know who was playing this year and where until I looked at the paper this morning!] OK, right off the bat, er, pigskin, let me admit that I’m not a huge sports fan. This is how… Continue reading Promises to a Super Bowl fan from his non-fan wife.
My 31 year old son was diagnosed with a brain tumor when he was 11. There, I said it right up front. I didn’t do that when I first started my blog at http://www.thewellnestedlife.com over a year ago. When I wrote the story below, I tried to be cagey. I thought it would peak the… Continue reading Dangling doesn’t feel good. A life lesson about closure.