My blog, The Morning Butterfly, is my personal healing Journey. Through my experience, I share what I call the cha cha of life, and hope that it inspires others to dig deep and heal their wounds, allowing them to soar!
“Grief changes people. It makes them trust less, overthink more and deeply regret what never was” ~ Unknown John and I were great friends toward the end of our sophomore year of college. We walked and talked almost daily, our campus filled with farms and woods that made it magical. We could talk about…
Read More“Let go of the illusion that it could have been different” ~ Unknown It could have been different. A number of situations flit through my mind. There are relationships and marriages; jobs and opportunities; friendships and let downs, all could have been different. Instead of subscribing to the principle of “it is what it is,”…
Read MoreThe Ten Week Challenge was coming to an end. We had run, kicked and punched bags and lifted weights. We planked, did burpees, mountain climbers and robots. We relayed, partnered and pushed each other as a group. We laughed, we complained, we jumped, we sang. We began to build new friendships and encouraged each other…
Read More“To be human is to be excruciatingly vulnerable.”~ unknown Excruciatingly vulnerable. Interesting choice of words to put something that is recognized to most as pain and place it next to something that should give us freedom. As a human though where we see and do judge too often, being vulnerable doesn’t always bring freedom, it…
Read More“If you are able to imagine the best version of yourself and how they behave, why aren’t behaving like them in this very moment? Have you become too comfortable functioning as a lesser version of yourself? ~ Ebonee Davis Bam! Hit me hard, am I too comfortable functioning as a lesser version of myself? This…
Read MoreThe 10 and one-half hour drive flew, with a break for breakfast and a stop in the beautiful quaint town of Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Settled in 1628, this hamlet on the water has brick row houses, brick and cobblestone streets, and stores, restaurants and sights to see and explore. The forty-five minutes for coffee, walking…
Read MoreThe alarm rang at 4:30am, the cat barely opened an eye as I dragged myself out of bed. The day was beginning. Showered, dressed, fed Lucy and in my car by 5:45am so I can beat that traffic to Newark and start my day quietly and alone. By 8am the area surrounding my office was…
Read MoreThe back of the Volkswagen Golf was a bit warm, as the temperature sored to 100degrees. The traffic had been slow, there was plenty of time to make the plane. The Lyft driver chatted about the business he was starting, a pick and delivery cobbler, a shoemaker. A lost art in many places, in fact…
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