Do you ever feel “off” but you cannot pinpoint why? Have you sensed a shift in a relationship but there’s no specific reason?

On August 2, 2017 I launched Every Soul Has a Story. What began as a simple blog has morphed into a movement of connection and engagement. Today I want to thank each of you for your readership and more.

Freshly washed, shiny, and flat ironed hair swooshed past us. After a few outfit changes, a bit of lip gloss, and a quick dinner, my daughter yelled across the house, “Hurry up please–I don’t want to be late.” In response, I swallowed three Advil along with waves of nausea.

Anchors hold me steady when my world gets rocked. They ensure that no matter what happens to or around me, I will be ok.

Cracked shells crunched beneath my feet. I approached it apprehensively but with resolute determination. I promised myself that every year since I turned 40, I would tackle one physical thing that scared the hell out of me.

The water sparkled as the sun beamed brightly in a cloudless sky. As we pulled into the parking spot, we saw a few boats but no apparent captain.