Category Archives: depression


I was looking at my hard drive and came upon my writings from my classes from the past year. For the next few months I’ll share some of my writings with you. It’s me being authentic and courageous. They are straight from my mind, mostly a stream of consciousness on my current journey. Some essays are more thought through.

I hope you enjoy the insight into my life. I am grateful that you care enough to want to get to know me better.

Enjoy and I love you

*This is an essay I wrote as a response from the following TedTALK:
TEDTalk: Danger Of Silence

January 25, 2016

Danger of Silence

We all have a story or a truth to tell. Recently I have made some tough life choices and soon realized, I don’t know much about what I want out of life. I’ve been married, raised a family, bought  a couple houses, divorced, lost a couple of houses, changed careers, moved away to Hawaii for a year, became a college student and now I’m here. The line Clint Smith speaks in his TEDTalk, Danger of Silence made me think about my life and where I was headed. For much of his life he spent saying what other people wanted to hear.

I have spent most of my life telling people what they wanted to hear also. I sacrificed myself in many ways by being a dependable wife, a hard working parent, a model daughter-in-law, a responsible and accountable mother, a reliable friend and a caring and giving daughter.

I have looked the other way when I was treated poorly by my husband, bosses and friends. I accepted that my life would always be like it is.

One day in 2013 I realized that I was important and had a choice to change how my life was headed. I soon made decisions that created a domino effect in my life. I moved out on my own. I quit my unfulfilling job. I took care of my mom who had breast cancer. Life is way too short was my new outlook. I moved to Hawaii. I swam with dolphins and sharks and made life long friends with people whom I connected with on so many different levels. I became more clear headed of who I was and what I wanted to do. I decided to go back to school, to become a nutritionist, to help people live happier and healthier lives.

While my friends and family were surprised by this new ‘me’, I felt awakened. I heard my own voice loud and clear. It was a long time coming. So now, I am no longer quiet in what I want. I ask for it now. I continue to be helpful, nurturing and reliant. I am first doing it for myself, which fuels my passion to then be that way to others.



Official Middle-Aged Post

I mean, assuming I will live till 90…I should live longer than that though according to modern day science marvels.

The past few weeks I have been SO exhausted. I crawl out of bed. My head is filled with fog. My body aches in places that I thought couldn’t ache…like my tailbone? So when I woke up this morning full of energy and love, I knew it was different. Today was a different kind of day. I felt free and weightless. I could feel my family loving me from afar. It was my birthday! 45! So cool!

The past year I have been working on a new career. I am a full time college student. I am taking math and chemistry, mixed in with nutrition and psychology. My brain is alive and it’s retaining information! I’ve never had As and Bs in school before, psychology and nutrition respectively…Life is SO good.

Sure, life has it’s struggles and I often need to be real with myself and have patience. Accept what is ‘right now’ for example. While I am working on a life change, I can’t help but worry and second guess this decision to go into healthcare, being I’m not that keen on my math skills. It is a struggle each class period. I study and study. And don’t get the results I want. Recently I have accepted that what I knew about studying and learning had to be changed. I have spent over 200 hours studying which has resulted in sub-par results. My professor was empathetic and reminded me that I have it in me to succeed. “To keep at it. You’re young. It will be worth it to me to stay focused on my goals…”

Could it be possible I have a learning disability? It is possible…I mean I do really well in psychology, history and nutrition. I can whip out essays in minutes. It’s frustrating and defeating when I don’t get the same scores in math.  I set up a appointment at school with a counselor to talk about my learning issues. I’ll keep you updated…

So, I suppose if I ‘keep at it’ I will eventually get there. I have perseverance. I have friends that love and support me. I am grateful.



Let me give thanks to the two that created me…This is a picture of my parents in their early twenties…my Dad still looks at my Mom this loving today.


Happy Birthday to me! At 1, 2, 3, 4,5…and at 45! Happy Summer Friends!

I continue on with an open heart and an open mind.

Love always,