Sounds of crashing waves, squawking birds and laughing children surround me as I blog today. I’m at the beach looking on as my kids run across the sand and jump in the chilly Pacific Ocean. My oldest is nine and other than my company’s annual summer picnic, we’ve never spent a family day at the beach. With only a 30 minute drive I can’t believe I’m admitting this!
Even at 6:45 in the morning, my kids woke with smiles on their faces knowing they were finally going to the beach. “I smell sunblock,” proclaimed my daughter before her usual morning greetings were even a thought. With this much excitement and eagerness to get to the beach, why is this the first time we’ve embarked on this adventure in nine years?
The early years with my children proved to be daunting to prepare for the beach, and with fair-skinned children and a husband who would rather be relaxing in the shade, we weren’t overly enthusiastic to mark our calendar for ...
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My daughter created this spectacular star at school a few weeks ago and it reminded me that she sees the world as full of possibilities. In fact, she sees her life filled with stars, wishes and LOTS of glitter!
Can you recall a time when you felt like that? When you had a glittery wish to do, be or have something? And every time you thought about it you had that rollercoaster feeling in the pit of your stomach? Now can you think of a time when you simply thought about it but didn’t act upon it? Why was that?
Maybe you lacked the resources, such as education, time or money. But I’m going to take a leap and assume there’s another reason…FEAR. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, fear of appearing foolish. I’m here to share with you that you’re not alone!
Each of us is filled with brilliant ideas and magnificent dreams yet some are scared to take those first steps toward action. Spending most of their time and energy thi ...
Theoretically as a mom, Mother’s Day is for me. But it continues to be a celebration of my own mom and not really much about me. Of course my children feel differently (which I love)!
My mom is the cornerstone of my life. When others recognize particular strengths in me, I owe most of it to my mom. She provided a positive foundation and she shaped me into the woman I am today, all based upon her dedication and diligence in being the best mom she could be. And what an amazing mom that was and continues to be!
As a child I felt as if I were the center of my parent’s universe, especially my mom’s. You may assume this meant my mom stayed home with me, but she didn’t. She returned to work when I was less than a year old and continued working full time up until a few months ago. At the age of 69, after logging over 40 hours a week at the same hospital she dedicated her professional life to for nearly 25 years, she retired. So how could I feel ...
You see it everywhere, in books and articles, even full day seminars have it in the title. Quite frankly, it exasperates me!
It’s not because I don’t believe in having balance between work and life. In fact, I’m completely focused on achieving balance! I believe in it and continually talk about it so much that I’ve discovered a talent of weaving the topic of balance into nearly every conversation. And the past 18 months I’ve been on a journey to find more balance and as a result, I named my business Balance Point Coaching!
Balance for me began in grade school. I loved camping with my family – sleeping on the ground in a tent, being dirty and roasting marshmallows by the campfire. But equally as much, I delighted in the evenings my mom and I would put on beautiful dresses for a night out at the dinner theater. To me, this was balance. As a young adult I expressed to friends, “I can have a great time camping for days without a shower just as easily as I can stay in the Four Seasons and dine at the finest restaurants.”
My travel schedule became quite intense following a promotion I received a few months prior, and both I and my family were struggling with my lack of physical presence at home. I found myself the evening of Memorial Day packing my suitcase for another business trip. At the same time my four year-old daughter refused to listen to one of my requests and as a result, she was in her bedroom for a timeout. While this method had worked with my son, my daughter wanted nothing to do with it. I was still in search of effective consequences, but tonight I was going to stick with my decision, stay consistent and require her to be in her room for a four-minute timeout.
With her door open I could hear screaming and crying. I ignored her. More screaming. I still ignored her. But now I could hear something landing in the hallway. She was lobbing each and every stuffed animal out her bedroom door. Over and over again I could hear the bounce coupled with her screaming and crying. I was now the one bursting into tears!