“The greatest classroom in the world is life,” a now grown up Rudy tells her beloved dad Cliff Huxtable in The Cosby Show. The Cosby show was the backdrop of my childhood. A welcome escape from the daily struggles occurring in my own life and home. I will never forget...read more
"Pretty is as pretty does.” “Act like a lady. Don’t be ugly.” “Put on a little lipstick and you will be fine.” We as women are often expected to act and be a certain way. When we are treated like objects there is a cavern of...read more
Body Shaming. “The action or practice of humiliating someone by making mocking or critical comments about their body shape or size.” - Oxford English Dictionary Standing in the middle of the Mall of America with my newborn son in a back splitting...read more
Where have I been? Speaking speaking speaking. I am grateful for the fun opportunites I have been able to experience lately! So if you don't see much writing, know that I am out speaking. Check out my speaking page for some of the latest links if you want to listen....read more
To the Bone is a Netflix show meant to entertain. Or is it meant to educate? Is it meant to dispel the myths surrounding eating disorders? Maybe a simple encouragement to the, “30 million people of all ages and genders suffering from an eating disorder in the U.S.”...read more
Debbie Chavez has a wonderful podcast for women! She was kind enough to have me on. Here is the link if you want to listen! Thanks!...read more
Monday night I curled up on my couch with a warm fuzzy blanket to watch mindless television. A welcome relief from a long day of work and chauffeuring my three teenage boys around. The Bachelor: The Women Tell All was on. Shining from my flatscreen was a room full of...read more
March 1st, this baby arrives! Have you ordered your copy? Pre-order yours now! Amazon or Barnes and Noble I can't wait for you all to read these stories of these brave and beautiful women! You are in these pages too. Maybe you don't feel like you are, but I know you...read more
Dividing lines. Walls. Fences and lines drawn in the sand. Belief systems that cancel Thanksgiving plans and delete Facebook friends. Heated conversations, tweets, newscasters and even preachers fighting it out. Read more of this article at the Huffington Post ...read more
It is easy to walk around this word being washed over by the media stories reporting horror. To carry around a dark heavy coat of fear and sadness because, “where is the good in this world?”
I find myself being sucked into the drudgery of life and adulting and I sometimes can’t see anything but the pain and sadness.
And it is hard to feel free and unchained by it all.
And then I see it, the bravery, the courage in another and I know there is so much more here than only pain.read more
I have always wanted to be tan. Not just tan, but a perfect bronze color with a splash of pink on my cheeks.
Fresh and sun kissed.
Skin tinted just the right color that radiated health and beauty.
Because that is what being tan does right? Makes you look healthy and beautiful.read more
In September I received a book contract for my second book. When I answered the call from the calm voice on the other end telling me the publishing house loved and wanted to publish this book, I sat in my car in the parking lot of Marshall’s wondering if they had made a mistake.
Had they called the wrong person?
Were they really offering me a book contract for a book that had not even been written? Did they not know who they were calling? Didn’t they see in my proposal that my first book was never listed on the New York Times Bestseller list, or that it never hit any sort of top charts.
I wanted to ask them, are you sure you really want to do this? Are you sure you want to invest in my story?read more
What I have learned through recovery from an eating disorder…
I have learned, that it was never about food.
It was never about my body. The (lack of) food was the drug to numb the overwhelming emotions, to punish a little girl that never felt good enough. To keep her in line, to not let her live within the wiggly lines of real life.read more
It doesn’t look like it, but I have been writing. Lots and lots of writing. And change. Lots and lots of change.read more
“Who is cheering for me?” she said.
She was up all night asking this question with tears falling down her face. Her husband sleeping next to her while he rested for the marathon he would run the next day. Her family ready to cheer him on.
And she held this question in her hands wondering.
“Who is cheering for me?”read more