Millennials have gotten a bad reputation over the years. Being labeled as narcissistic or called the “entitlement generation,” among other unflattering names, many declare they will be the downfall of American society as we know it. Granted, many examples of unfavorable behaviors have gone viral through the streams of social media, further building the case against this age group, buy I’d like to offer another view. As a mother of three children that fall within the millennia

A few days ago, as I walked down an aisle in Target, I passed by a woman speaking to a clerk. As I wandered past, the clerk nodded his head and proceeded to lead the woman to what she was seeking. The woman, following his lead, said with a slight giggle, “I’m just a mom. What do I know?” I responded in a whisper to her question, “Everything.” I’m sure she was kidding, at least to a degree. Now obviously, I know she doesn’t know everything. But having been a parent for almost

Each and every day we have a choice – the path of love or the path of fear. We are responsible only for our actions and our reactions. We cannot choose or dictate how others will behave, no matter how much we might want to. I chose the path of fear in my life for many years. When I choose fear, I feel small and weak. Powerless. I forget who I am. I forget the truth that I am light and love. I forget that I hold power and wisdom within me. I forget that I am whole just as I am

When I was about twelve years old, I went to the beach with my family. I loved playing in the ocean. I had no fear of it. I especially loved finding sand dollars! It was an amazing little gift from nature to find them. One day, I ran headlong into the ocean water, jumping waves as I ran and managed to catch my foot just right on the edge of a sand dollar. It ripped a gash in my big toe that kept me out of the water for the rest of the trip. Where I came from, you only saw a d

Today I woke up with a great deal of pain. I could have easily given in, stayed in bed and let this day go past. But I can’t. Even with the pain I can get up and walk on my own. I can take care of myself and those I love. Because of that, I am grateful for today. In fact, I have many reasons to be grateful. I am grateful that despite growing up feeling unworthy of love, I now share an epic love with my husband that is beyond anything I ever dreamed. I am grateful that despite

mere: being nothing more or better than During my quiet time this morning, I found myself writing something I frequently say, “I don’t believe in coincidence.” And this is true. I don’t believe in coincidence. I believe that everything happens for a reason, though it may be a while before the reason is apparent, if ever. Then out of the blue, a question appeared. “If you don’t believe in coincidence, why do you still question your own existence?” Growing up, I was frequently