Betty had cancer again.

The metastatic kind.

The kind that means you have cancer the rest of your life.

And then Betty’s husband died.

I promise that if you keep reading, this story has a happy endin.

When Betty came to coaching, she was stuck - her words not mine.

She said she...

Friday afternoon, I looked out our large window - taking a quick breather in between readying the kitchen for a family lunch.

A female cardinal was splashing in our backyard birdbath.

We never see cardinals so I knew this was special.

I called my daughter over.

Because cardinals are believed to...

Over 20 years ago, I saw a therapist for depression.

It was just before the holidays and with the kindest of intentions, she put me on medication so I could enjoy them.

Unfortunately, that med threw me straight into mania.

I felt like my heart was racing all of the time and I ended up going on a...