When my mom died back in 1995, I was knocked down hard. As I tried to get back up, I found I had very little in my life that I could call on and look to for support. And here’s the kicker: I was not at all alone in my life. Quite the contrary, my life was very full of people, work, yuppie-styled possessions, social demands, and I woke up most mornings ready to work my 12 + hour day. But with mom gone, all that felt different.
With mom gone, it was painfully clear that I had made a lot of truly unimportant things important in my life.
Something had to change.
So, in true Taurus fashion, I declared that I was only going to let the “important” stuff in my life matter to me.… Continue reading