Time and making every moment count.

As I go through last year’s credit card statement to figure out my write-offs, not very romantic, I’m amazed at how long ago it all seems. Those trips, coffees, dinners, and hotels appear to have happened longer ago. My life seems to have switched gears and the slowness of time I felt as a kid has turned […]

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Self-respect: self-love.

We spend our lives comparing ourselves to others and thus we come to hate ourselves. We dislike our hair, our legs, our faces, our age, our behavior. We berate ourselves according to how we think we should be. We allow what others think of us to ruin our already damaged self-image.

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I stumbled on happiness.

As the title of the book “Stumbling on Happiness,” I have too stumbled on happiness throughout my life. When this happens we find ourselves walking on air and we are amazed at how great it feels, hoping it will last forever. It doesn’t.

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Anger on the web.

If you have ever read the comments readers leave for an internet news story, a blog or even a product review, you may have noticed how angry some people are, and how rude their comments can be. What makes people lash out and in some instances be downright hateful? Has the anonymity of the internet caused us […]

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How to change through body language.

We laugh, we chat, we sit, we walk, and we cross our legs, all without realizing the information about ourselves we are giving away to our observers. People watching is fascinating and even better than watching TV for some of us. There is so much to learn about us all, if you pay close attention.  […]

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Chasing bliss.

When I came to at the hospital’s recovery room after my surgery, I felt elated, at peace with everything and everyone, happy and incredibly excited about life. I had never felt so well before. I wanted to feel this way forever. As I was wheeled out, I was told to be careful with my leg. […]

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Alcohol: A love story.

All love stories have an ending, either because the love has faded, was dysfunctional, or because of death. My love story with alcohol ended because it hurt too much. My breakup happened on a day in early September, 19 years ago. Coincidentally, September is also National Recovery Awareness Month!

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