One hundred fifteen days… If you read the introduction to my book, you learned I struggled with grief.  As I continue to blog more of my book, you will quickly become aware of how earth-shattering it was for me.  I will always struggle with a certain amount of grief, but a huge lesson for me was realizing that to overcome it, I had to learn...

One hundred sixteen days… I have been thinking a lot about another question I asked myself in the first blog post.  What do I want my forties to mean?  After wrestling with this question, I finally have an answer.  I want my forties to represent contentment.  I didn’t do such a great job with contentment in my first phase of adulthood.  I was...

One hundred eighteen days and counting… I’m feeling extremely saddened today due to another family’s sorrow.  Recently there has been a tragedy involving wonderful people I know and love, and the overwhelming sense of pain is almost more than any heart can handle.  Watching people suffer grief associated with loss is horrific.  My personal...

One hundred nineteen days to go…  What in the world is happening that I’m now experiencing what are commonly known as sleep wrinkles?  This isn’t good, people.  You are probably thinking critical thoughts related to my obsession with vanity.  You are probably well within your right to do so.  This whole turning 40 thing is causing me to act...

One hundred twenty days until the “big day.”  I have no idea how I want this seemingly momentous occasion to be celebrated.  Do I want a party, a vacation, or a quiet dinner with the people closest to me?  Or, do I want to curl up in my favorite PJ’s in front of a sappy chick flick with Ben and Jerry’s Chunky Monkey ice cream and let the day...