Welcome to My Pity Party: Envy, Gratitude and Life

The other day I had a pity party for myself. Sorry I forgot to invite you. I’m on an injectable medication that costs $1800 a month. The medication works well, and has given me my life back. Years ago, I ran 6 miles a day, and swam competitively. Then a rheumatologist diagnosed me with ankylosing…

Confessions of a Flagging Diva

This morning as I drove to Canyon Park, I saw a construction crew ahead. Fortunately I noticed in time to safely turn around when I saw the “Expect Delays” sign. Seconds later, the screen of my mind pushed the rewind button. I almost smelled the fresh asphalt as I reflected on the “ghosts” of Christmas…

“R” is for Resentment

About a year ago, I attended a meeting in which the topic was resentment. I thought, “Oh I’m so glad I don’t have resentment toward anyone.” A lovely, fun woman next to me said she used to think she had no resentment toward anyone. Many others shared, and I deeply searched my heart. Then I…