I am not a good cook.
This is not in question. My husband is the chef de cuisine in our home and for good reason. I have burnt gluten free spaghetti to the bottom of our pot, I’ve baked chicken into oregano-flavored press board. Continue reading “Making Pancakes: My Lesson on Art”
It’s been well over a year since I started writing my book. I’ve taken months off when the act of putting my memories down became too much of an emotional burden. I’ve taken months off when it wasn’t a priority because I was sick, or busy or felt like I wasn’t an expert in the field.
I’ve come back and picked it up once or twice, but always got side tracked. I had plenty of people excited when I got excited. But in the normal, day to day acts, writing is a lonely and occasionally will-sapping task.
Continue reading “Someone who believes in you”
I am going to embark on a new project, inspired by The Miracle Morning, by Hal Elrod. Having been a part of the Boho Berry tribe on Facebook, created by Kara Benz at BohoBerry.com, I kept seeing posts about the “Level 10 Life”. Continue reading “My 30 days with The Miracle Morning”