Picture this: It's December 22nd, you're at the mall for the third time this week, standing in the holiday aisle feeling completely overwhelmed. Your mom's expecting that elaborate Christmas dinner, your kids want the "perfect" holiday experience, and you're already exhausted just thinking about coo...

There's this invisible rule that says you have to power through grief, show up perfectly for the holidays, and keep all your commitments, especially as women.

But what if that rule is actually destroying the very peace we're desperate to create?

Picture this: You're holding a glass of water. Not h...

Because you don’t need more willpower — you need more grace.

There was a trunk sitting in Molly’s house for years.

Inside it? Hundreds of medical records from her daughter’s birth — surgeries, hospital notes, insurance forms. Every time she looked at it, her chest tightened. So she closed the lid ...

This weekend, while watching College Game Day at Penn State (We Are!), I saw a moment that had me thinking about ADHD success in a whole new way.

A student, William, had the chance to kick a field goal for $100,000.

He paused, looked at the crowd, and made a bold decision: instead of taking the s...

Labor Day weekend, we took a boat tour around Assateague Island to see the famous wild ponies. And of course, my ADHD brain went straight to: systems.

Stay with me here — because those ponies turned out to be the perfect metaphor for why one-size-fits-all systems never work for ADHD women in midlif...

Have you ever felt the grief of realizing your ADHD wasn’t caught until midlife?

It can hit like a wave — all the years you struggled, masked, pushed harder than anyone else, and thought it was just you. The truth is, the grief you’re carrying isn’t just yours. It’s generational. It’s systemic. And...

Have you ever felt like the second you finally carved out time for yourself, life came crashing in with everyone else’s needs?

That’s the story of midlife ADHD for so many of us and it was absolutely my story.

Finally, It’s My Time

I remember the weeks leading up to college drop-off. It was bitte...

Think back to the last time you said “sorry.”

Not because you truly hurt someone, but because you thought you might have inconvenienced them. Or because you needed help. Or because you were simply taking up space.

I notice it in myself when my anxiety ramps up. And the “sorry for…” list? It’s endl...

As we do every July, business manager extraordinaire Cj and I took a long hard look at the background in the business. 

What’s running well and what’s not?

Where do we need to add, delete, make improvements?

We realized that most of my clients are midlife diagnosed women. 

So let’s really tal...

You sit down to you laptop/desktop and instantly feel it:

🌀 The overwhelm
📂 The downloads you meant to sort
📧 The inbox you dread opening
🧠 The shame spiral that whispers, “Why can’t I just get it together?”

You’re not alone—and you’re not doing anything wrong.

Digital clutter feels deeply emotional...