No caffeine, no alcohol, no dairy, no gluten, no processed foods, no refined sugars and no eating after 7 p.m. I decided it was time to challenge myself and start the 10-Day Shred.
Many patients are walking around leading perfectly normal lives moments before a heart attack strikes. The more warning we have that a storm might be brewing, the more time we have to prepare.
Being a grandma and being retired offers many perks. There’s extra time to attend my grandkids’ events, be a TeamMate, go to movies during the day and sleep late if I want. This past month, however, I challenged myself to take on an opportunity I’d thought about doing for some time: a mission trip.
Let me break this down for you. From the time our children are born and turn 18, there are 940 Saturdays. Think about that. 940 Saturdays. Once our kids reach high school, there’s a mere 200 Saturdays left.
I am chasing a dream, a dream that is bigger than I am qualified for. When the dream of becoming a writer was placed on my heart over three years ago, I put my lifelong learner qualities into action of reading and writing on a daily basis. Through a crazy social media connection, I am blogging for CapitalMOM.
What goes up, must come down. It’s physics. The presents are unwrapped, the decorations are gone and Stuart the Elf went back to the North Pole.
Just this past week, a patient said to me, “Well, my pain is worse when it’s cold, so I’ll just get through the winter and see how my pain is when it’s warmer. I think it will be better.”
This year, I got a tremendous surprise. I opened a small gift bag and the card said my birthday gift was outside the garage. I went out the door and saw a big red wooden box labeled “Little Free Library.”
The use of e-cigarettes—called “vaping”—seems like a mystery. There are no PSAs about this, and information seems a little scarce about whether or not these little smoky contraptions are dangerous, possibly dangerous, safe or unknown.
We have many family holiday traditions. I sometimes worry that’s the only way our grandkids will remember us. I realize their lives will grow as they get into college, begin a career and start their own families. These experiences will really create those long-term memories. Until then, I’m all about creating moments of joy that make us smile. Memories of holiday traditions are especially wonderful!