How does one find oneself in the parking lot of a retail store eating yogurt with a fork in her car?

Not a cup of yogurt, mind you, but a dinner-sized yogurt-fruit-granola parfait. And the store was appropriately, in this case, named Hobo, which is what I felt like huddled in the front seat, wondering whether an officer would come knocking on the window asking what the hell I was doing.

What I was doing was improvising. The day hadn’t gone exactly as planned. My well-thought-out plan was this: a morning lovingly sending my daughter off to school, followed ...

It’s been 12 years since I have started a new job. I had forgotten how physically and emotionally draining the first few days, weeks and maybe even months can be.

After a whirlwind first day, spent meeting new coworkers and going through a massive project list followed by rushing home to wolf down food and get my daughter to gymnastics, I crawled into bed exhausted. Yet sleep eluded me.

My brain was stuck on repeat: “must process, must process.” I tossed and turned and had weird dreams. When the alarm finally went off, my inner introvert pulled her head ...

How do you establish trust with someone you’ve betrayed too many times? And what if the person you’ve betrayed is yourself?

Trusting themselves seems so easy for men, but I’m not certain the same holds true for women. Personally, I second guess myself all the time and I have plenty of friends who do the same. The problem is that for most of my life, I had lied to myself, so much so that I didn’t even realize I was lying anymore.

For years, I thought I was healthy because I woke up at 5:30 ...

Today I mailed in the reply card for Prevention Magazine. Yep, I’m going to subscribe to the magazine that 15 years ago, I thought was for old people.

Somehow I couldn’t resist their direct mail piece. It wasn’t the headlines that got me (“Fight Fat After 40,” “Stop Wrinkles Now”)—well, maybe they got my attention a little bit. It was the woman on the cover. She appeared older than 40 and was definitely winning the battles against fat, with a zestful smile and a body that looked strong enough to kick my ass.

Normally, I would ...

Did 2015 take anyone else by surprise? Despite the Christmas festivities that always signify year’s end, I simply wasn’t prepared when New Year’s Eve rolled around. I hadn’t reflected at all on 2014 and certainly hadn’t given much thought to what I want this year to look like.

Even once I gave it some thought, I didn’t greet 2015 with open arms. In fact, I felt a bit dismal about the entire year. My job hunt had ground to a halt in December and frankly, I wasn’t too keen on starting it up ...