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Waking up before dawn has become my sanctuary—a time where the world is still, and I can breathe. Each morning, between 4 and 5 a.m., I rise to feed my beloved animals, Oliver, Willow and her five babies. I also tend to the daily chores. With the arrival of Willow's babies this past April, the early hours have transformed from a simple routine into a cherished ritual. After the animals are fed and the chores are done, I step out onto the deck with a steaming cup of coffee. Th

In a world that often feels overwhelmed by negativity, it’s crucial to take a moment to pause, reflect, and remember what it means to be kind. Over the past few years, particularly since the COVID-19, many of us have noticed a shift in how people interact. Social media, while a powerful tool for connection, has also become a breeding ground for harsh words and divisiveness. It’s disheartening to see how quickly kindness can be overshadowed by negativity. Reflecting on Kindnes

This American Girl's Dream hasn't been for the Faint of Heart: The Unfiltered Reality of Small Business. The flower girl. The reality of the "American Dream" is something I think about often, especially lately while helping a friend launch her own business. Seeing her at the starting line takes me back to where my own journey began. My "American Girl Dream" began not in a boardroom but on a corner at the top of the street where my childhood home was located when I was five ye

Take Heart its February and that's an invitation to soften and view the world through rose colored glasses

As we approach the new year, it’s a perfect time for reflection and setting intentions. The past years have taught us valuable lessons about relationships and self-worth. I found an image today online that listed these five essential rules. The message was basic but so forgotten in our day to day lives. As I adapted this year to a new set of rules these thoughts kept me moving forward. I'm stepping into 2026 with intention, purpose and a clearer understanding. I'm purging a l

Ah, purging. The noble art of getting rid of things you never knew you had, or had completely forgotten about, like that limited-edition “I Love the Monkees” coffee mug from 1968. It’s time to roll up your sleeves, channel your inner Marie Kondo, and prepare for a journey that might just end in tears—of laughter, of course. Last week, while I was back home in Pennsylvania for the holiday, my brand-new phone decided to throw a tantrum. Apparently, the 40,889 photos I had hoard