Coexisting

I like my space. I need my space. I feel smothered when I don’t get it. I grew up as an only child so I had plenty of space. (I was 18 when my brother was born.) I suspect this is why I am this way today. I’ll make a point to say I am…

The Boundaries Paradox

As I continue into “middle-aged womanhood,” I appreciate the freedom to view the world from different viewpoints and not feel compelled to always have to choose a side. At the same time, I’m learning the importance of establishing boundaries for my body, mind, and soul in order to safely approach the world this way. Teaching…