Memorial Day is the unofficial/official kick-off of the Summer season. What does Memorial Day mean to you and your family? It originated as a day of remembrance. I believe lately, its meaning is being overshadowed by the start of Summer. That makes me sad. This Memorial Day weekend will undoubtedly feature the smell of hot dogs and hamburgers, and the sounds of Summer will be all around you…
Unless you have a hotline to Jesus, you have no idea how long you will live. Ever notice that every self-help book stresses you should “live in the moment?” Unfortunately, most of us don’t, do you? I have found three ways you can begin living in the moment. I have decided I am going to. My clock is ticking, and I am not getting any…
It is never easy to hear that a friend (or loved one) has been diagnosed with breast cancer. What a nightmare, right? If that’s your initial response, consider how awful your friend feels. She’s scared, she’s uncertain about her options, and she probably feels as if she is living in a dream. I say this because it is exactly how I felt. Nothing seems…
Thank goodness for strangers–they literally saved my life. I found the strangers that have inspired me to be a better person on Instagram. They are accompanying me on my Outwitting Life journey. In fact, they inspired me to be a better person. It’s been happening slowly this past year. Thanks to inspiration from strangers, I have been taking baby steps and branching out of my comfort…
Are you guilty of procrastinating? Me, too. Is a life-changing trauma holding you back from outwitting life? It can, but only if you let it. Procrastinating after cancer can be a good thing. I have been struggling with the fear of reinventing myself, and I have only recently allowed myself to face this fear. Denial is so much easier. Fear has caused me to procrastinate writing my blog. Fear…
Interested in serving others? Then you need Nazareth Farm on your bucket list. It is a wonderful experience. I highly recommend it. I grew up in Flushing, Queens, which is one of the boroughs of New York City. While it didn’t have the skyscrapers of Manhattan, it certainly was not rural. I was a city kid. We served others by making food when someone died or got sick…