The Choice That Changed My Life

Do you want to be Healthy, Abundant, and Wise?

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“Struggle and strife. For many, this is just the way life is. What if it doesn’t have to be that way? It took a run-in with personal health crisis for me to reconsider my approach to life. We are all worthy of well-being and ease. The day I was willing to acknowledge this, my life changed completely.”                                                                                                                               ~ Anitra Richardson Read More

Bad Moms, Good Moms, and Burnt Toast

In the glass door of the studio, I could see the ghost image of my reflection staring back at me as I huffed through a series of triceps curls during a Pilates boot camp class. I focused on my feet: wide and angular around my bunions, thanks to poor shoe choices when I was younger. My instructor is a long, slip of thing, like a ballerina. I think she could fit two of her feet into the width of on of my shoes.
Quickly, I shift my eyes back to my oblique curves and a flat, post-pregnancy abdomen, once split 2 inches wide open. Not bad for a mom who is well north of 29. Go ahead. Roll your eyes. What if I also told you that I have one boob, Read More

Save Me The “Sad Back-Story”

iStock_000076919827_LargeI am dedicating this blog to my son who turned 12 yesterday. Several months ago, he said some very wise words for an 11 year-old that I want to share in this story. We were having a busy family day. My children were tired and acting out. I was feeling inadequate. At some point, my son lamented about something going wrong in his day. Though his challenge was an authentic one to him, my mind immediately judged his problem as a “first-world” problem. I slipped and fell right in to an old-parenting style trap. My first words in response to his problem were something along the lines of “When I was your age…” Much to my dismay, he held his hand up (as in “talk to the hand) and he said, “Save me the sad back-story, Mom.”

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Tangled Up In Holiday Stress?

Feeling tangled up mess?

One morning last week, I found myself feeling like a tangled up mess. I had imagined that this Advent season was going to be full of peaceful evenings spent by the fireplace reading an Advent story to my children as they snuggled up to their Daddy while the dogs dozed quietly nearby on the floor and the cat purred softly as she was cradled in one of my children’s arms.

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I Need To Get This Off My Chest

LoveOn October 12, 2010, I rang the bell at MD Anderson at the conclusion of my medical treatment for breast cancer. It’s hard to conceive that this event is five years behind me. Yesterday, I had the chance to share my personal testimony with a room full of woman at my mom’s bible study. It was a very vulnerable moment for me but a very important step as I continue to work on my spiritual memoir. Read More