Finding myself: A Journey in Self-Care

Thursday I woke up and like magic, turned 50. Yep, it’s been half a century since I came into this world on a Friday the 13th.  When I woke up, I struggled with planning and indulging in a day of self-care. Instead of letting waves of frustration flood me, I paused and thought about the irony. I am a recovering Type A, so it can drive me bonkers when I don’t have at least a vague idea how my day… Read more »