Years ago, in a leadership training session, we utilized the Johari window model shown below. It was initially developed in 1955 by Joseph Luft and Harry Ingram to enhance communication in group settings by developing trust through sharing about yourself and learning… Read More

We wait. In lines. In traffic. At appointments. We wait. For test results. For seasons to change. For sun. For rain. We wait. For the pregnancy test to say “YES”. For the time to be right to pop the question. To buy… Read More

The focus at our house the last week has been the landscaping. Memorial Day means different things to different people. For some it is graduation, for others a wedding, for others remembering a fallen comrade. For me, it is my deadline to… Read More

When I was in high school, our church youth group planned an annual retreat and invited high school age students from the churches in our conference. It was a weekend event with a speaker, planned games/activities, food and fun. I loved it.

My decision to see a kinesiologist came after some friends observed me getting off a bar height chair at a restaurant to go to the ladies room. When I returned to the table, they asked me what in the world was wrong…. Read More

How often in a day do you say “Hurry up!” That phrase pops into my head way more than I care to admit. I am most likely to say, “Come on! Hurry up!” when I am driving. No one drives quite as… Read More

Friday my daughter and I attended a benefit auction. We had my two-year old granddaughter with us which didn’t seem like a big deal. Two adults with one child – good ratio! My daughter decided to come directly from work and I… Read More

Spring clean-up. Right now, that is a loaded phrase and one that could send me running from the room screaming, holding my head. It always feels like this at this time of year. It is the end of April and we have… Read More

I have always been a very devout person. I think my personality, my experiences – and perhaps my birth order – combined in me so that I always wanted to be “good.” I followed the rules (except once in fourth grade I… Read More

I come from a family of nine – two parents and seven children. I am number six. If I was Vietnamese, I would be called Number 6. (I learned that reading Fire Road which I highly recommend.) In 1981, I was dating… Read More