Meet Karen

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When I reinvented myself again, I realized I was a write

For the second time in my career, I am driving along an unplanned detour. For the second time, health has trumped job. The first time, it was my son’s health. This time, it’s my health. Both times, I’ve become a better person as a result.

I call this current career sabbatical a “reinvention of  myself … again.”

As John Lennon sang:

“Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”

Although the departure from my satisfying career in health promotion was not on my 50-something to-do list, it was a gift that prompted the creation of this site. The bigger gift was the opportunity to finish the memoir I started twenty years ago–the story of how I survived motherhood.

Motherhood is never easy. I didn’t expect it to be. But neither did I expect the particular challenges I faced. My memoir opens in 1994, when my older son Matthew, who was eight, started to become, well, not Matthew.

It took three years to figure out what was going wrong, during which time myriad misleading diagnoses, clueless doctors, and baffling behavior changes in my son nearly caused me to self-destruct.

But I didn’t self-destruct.

Not only did I survive, but I grew stronger. And I finished writing my story, now an 83,000-word manuscript waiting to be published. If you subscribe to this website with your email, you’ll be one of the first ones to know when that day comes.

Don’t wait. I have a feeling it won’t be long.

What else might you want to know about me?  I have been married for 37 years–longer than I was single.  I tell my husband Michael that although I didn’t consider us soul mates when we met in college, we certainly are soul mates now and I expect he will be in my life for eternity.  We’re past the point of having any doubts about our foreverness. It’s a nice place to be.

Of course children are always special gifts, even as they wear you out and sometimes tear you apart. My two adult sons, Matt and Steve, are no different. Their presence in my life has taught me lessons I could not have learned otherwise. Some of the lessons almost broke me, but here I am, not broken but better. Even better than better – I’m authentic.  It’s a nice place to be.

There’s lots more to me.  Stay tuned.