My Strong is Gone

“Be strong!” I always challenged my little girls when they’d fall and scrape a knee, come home with an overwhelming school assignment, or express concern about a stressful childhood relationship.  Strong is important to me.  Power up, pull through, smile, show up, get it done. Don’t accept anything less. I am strong. Life swelled into…

Addicted to Enough

I’m a recovering addict.I’ve been addicted to busy.I’ve been addicted to approval.I’ve been addicted to perfectionism and performance.I’ve been addicted to wanting you to think that I’m enough. Even if I’ve never met you. I’ve traded away many meaningful moments in the quest for meaning.I’ve considered myself too important and missed what is most important….