Some people live to be nearly 94, by virtue of good genes and favorable health. Phyllis Holland lived to be nearly 94, by virtue of sheer will. She didn’t want to be left out of anything, she didn’t like getting older, and she didn’t want to die. Her passion for life was evident to anyone who knew her and loved her. Phyllis lived by her own rules, and she edited them over time to suit her needs. But, if anyone observed carefully, the rule that she never edited was love of self and family.
After teaching my first class at Define living last week, I got a serious itch to start sharing more about how I started my own business about six months into motherhood. I've decided to start a new YouTube series (name to be decided, but I'm all about doing things when you're ready and not when you have all the details sorted out) and I'm thrilled to present episode #1! Future episodes will "air" each Monday and cover topics like vision boarding, scheduling, asking for help, getting organized and more. Hope you all enjoy this first video on one of my favorite topics!
For several years now, I've been following a total stranger on Instagram who reminds me a lot of my younger self. I've wanted to reach out to her for a while - she's a former health coach who posts somewhat regularly about some of the struggles she's having in her career, but I've always held back so as not to be the total creeper that messages strangers on the internet. I finally decided to throw my ego to the side for a minute and reached out to her this weekend when one of her posts mentioned she was having a hard time trusting herself after making the decision to step away from her career in coaching.
I made a video detailing my glass cleaner, house cleaner and wood cleaner recipes and a few other pearls of wisdom for anyone looking to find a few more holistic remedies for colds, dry skin, temporary pain and more.
It all started when Ben and I moved into together. We chose an older house - I mean literally an entire century old - and there were only two extremely tiny closets for both of us to wedge all of our clothing into. Ben made no sacrifices - he hung up his suits two inches apart in his closet and put the rest of his stuff on clothing racks in our bedroom - but I couldn't stand the clutter. The idea of having one more clothing rack in our house filled me with angst and I just wanted all of the stuff out.
The election happened less than three months after I gave birth to our daughter, so it's hard to tell why I still feel that "rug pulled out from under me" feeling. Is it life postpartum, or is it the president?
Laura is a personal essayist, creative business owner, loving wife to her beshert (that's Hebrew for soulmate) and mother to their beautiful daughter, Selma Baines Rose. A young Jewish Mother, she has no qualms about telling parenthood like it is. Click here to read more.