We all need scaffolding. We need others who believe in us when we’re not ready to believe in ourselves just yet. We need fresh ideas, different perspectives, and ongoing encouragement to stay on the path when the road gets bumpy. Cause it always gets bumpy.
This week I’m rerunning a story about an experience I had with my friend Melissa while in Maine a few years back. It’s one way I remind myself to choose kindness in the face of unexpected, challenging circumstances.
It’s a hot, steamy day here in the Northeast and I snuck out early to get a hike in before the humidity threatened to melt my motivation. I’m grateful to have developed the discipline during the pandemic to move every day in spite of the weather.
For the last week, I’ve been feeling impatient and irritable. Slogging through tourist traffic near our home makes me want to scream. Trying to make dinner reservations to celebrate my husband Michael’s birthday felt like...
Yesterday, with some exceptions, Massachusetts lifted the last restrictions on wearing masks and limiting people in public venues and when I set out to do a few errands I wondered what it would be like to finally see people’s faces.
It was warm, 75 degrees, and rather humid for a spring day. I stood at the shoreline ready to take a plunge with my friend Libby, when she offered a challenge: “I’m going to stay in for ten minutes but if you don’t feel up to it, no worries.”