Category: Honoring Myself
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Being Seen, Heard & Connected: Reflections at 65 |Sharing My Tho
Now that I’ve been blessed to see 65 years of age, I find myself reflecting on what I’d like to experience next in this journey of mine. One of my favorite nurses—a trusted colleague and confidant—recently told me, “You still have many more years to bless others with your presence. You shine so bright.” Her…
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60+|Getting My Groove Back (no, not like Stella)
Getting My Groove Back: Coffee, Cats & Plotting My Next Chapter This morning, Ghini (short for Lamborghini) and I are posted up by the front window. He’s lounging high on her perch like the pretty boy he is, while I sip on coffee that’s still too hot to drink. The air is crisp, the birds…
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60+|Reflection|Honoring Myself
A Conversation That Needed to Happen Today, I had a conversation that I didn’t know how much I needed. It wasn’t easy. My heart was heavy, and the words came from a place of both sadness and longing — for clarity, for peace, for something to feel familiar again. Over time, things have shifted in…

