As graduation from my master's program is approaching at an alarmingly fast pace (2 weeks....ah), I have been reflecting on how difficult, joyful, and formative the last two years have been. Per instruction by a supervisor to write a letter to my post-grad self, I cried over my computer (in public, at Starbucks - the … Continue reading Exposed
On Thursdays we sit in the same classroom from 9-5, so I do a lot of wishing I was somewhere else. But today in the middle of our sex class (yup, there's a class for that) we had a discussion about connection, intimacy, and everything it takes to grow as a person. It turns out … Continue reading Get Growing
My friend sent me this random text the other day: Jane the Virgin (a Netflix show) just reminded me of the part I keep forgetting. She says her parents are together, not because they’re meant to be, but because they chose each other. That’s so much more important than so many things- not the fairy … Continue reading Choices.
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; … Continue reading Grad Girl Diaries #9: Weakness = Strength
Regret, it’s a funny thing........ and we all have regrets. I remember the season like it was yesterday. It was a week and a half before spring furniture market; my busiest time at work, a week before an overnight trip to Washington DC with my youngest son and a week since I had to make … Continue reading The 15 Minutes that I will forever regret
Past Claire, One day when you’re 17, you’re going to wake up and decide to become a marriage and family therapist. It’s not really going to make sense, and when people ask you why, the only thing you’re going to say is “because I love marriage”. People will laugh at that. You will even laugh, … Continue reading Letter To My Past Self
Recently, I had the privilege of attending the first-ever HEART CAMP workshop led by Jamie Tworkowski (founder of To Write Love on Her Arms, an organization that spreads awareness about mental health). And though I could write a million words about the workshops, the people, the experience, there's one thing that has stood out in … Continue reading Half Of My Heart
