i was happy as a caterpillar

Six years ago my life changed. At 10:06am on Cinco de Mayo 2009, a job I LOVED as a celebrity reporter at MSN was eliminated. I had been with Microsoft since 1995. It was not a good morning. We were buying our new house at 11am (which we didn't do). I lost what I thought was everything on that day, including my self-esteem. I was lost. Larry and I looked at each other that night and said "Now, what?" After an ugly cry (on my part) Larry said "What's important?" "I don't know anymore. I don't know what's important.," I said. "We have each other," he said. He was right. 
Now 6 years later, my life is nothing like I imagined it would be. I am The Happygirl who gets to commute 2800 miles to her hometown every month and work at my alma mater, an outstanding Catholic high school in Massachusetts. I get to see my family and my friends who've known me since grammar school, and some new friends who have become like family. I owe Larry & Emma everything for keeping me together then. And now. And always.
So, Happy Cinco de Mayo!

taking the leap

Sometimes I wonder why it is so hard to reach a goal. You take baby steps then fall back a giant step. You scale a mountain by inches and you roll back down to the bottom. When I was thinking about that this morning, I realized that you can look at this a number of different ways, including feeling defeated. Or. . .or you steel yourself and make the determination that what you want most is what is worth fighting hardest for. Baby steps, leaps, whatever gets your there, well, gets you there. Just close your eyes and focus. Eyes on the prize. What's on the other side will be better than you ever imagined.

happy moment: if only you could see yourself

When I am having the kind of Monday where it all just goes wrong and I feel like an idiot, I take a breath and a quiet moment and try to remember that God would say something like this to us.

the theme for the week of March 30, 2015: slay your dragon

I have fears.

Some based in truth, some are deep seated from my childhood. They seem illogical. Whatever they are based on, the fear is quite real. What I have found, however, is that often I am most afraid of the act of facing that fear - of slaying that dragon. Facing your fear (going skydiving, meeting a clown, not running out of the room when you see a spider, seeing an ex. . .) is scary. Your heart beats faster, your face feels hot. It's as if holding your breath somehow makes the next moment not happen. It's just ONE moment though. Then it's over and you're on the other side.

This week is as good a time as any to face what scares you and to change the trajectory of that fear. Make up your mind. You are stronger than your fear. Someone wise once told me that fear is just in your head. It is an emotion. What you do with that fear is what matters.

Get out your sword. It's time to slay your dragon.