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How to Create “A Life Beyond Your Wildest Dreams”

Have you ever faced a challenge or a series of hard knocks that left you feeling like, “When will it ever end?” Are you facing an illness right now, the death of a loved one, a loved one’s addiction, or a mental health issue? No matter what you’re going through, this video will inspire you to keep going until you reach “a life beyond your wildest dreams.” We can always #RiseAgain. I’m living proof. We can turn any rock bottom moment into a launching pad, not a docking statio

I Lost Everything…And Got It All Back: We Survived America’s Opioid Crisis

Five years ago, I didn’t have a future. I had an addict for a husband, chaos for a life, food stamps for groceries, and three small children. I had dreams, but they seemed impossible given all those other things I just mentioned. When I asked my husband to leave, I lost everything…again. For the three-thousandth time in four years. I’d become accustomed to the world being ripped from my hands like a mother slapping a child’s hand reaching for a cookie. Every time I tried to h

Out of Survival Mode into…ON FIRE!

I have lived in survival mode for most of the last decade, since the recession came and swept away my pride and savings, and the death toll began to rise in my life. But, a few months ago, I decided to change everything about the way I think and live in the world. My oldest and I at the Rec Center before swimming. We’re training for the Sedona Marathon 10K in a few weeks! First time! (Who am I?!!!) Following the powerful success principles of Brendon Burchard and his book Hig

An Extraordinary Life Makeover, That Started With a “Chainsmokers” Show

Back in September, I had a major relapse of seizures. I’d gone 110 days without any seizures over the summer (summer is always kinder to me), and then one day, I started having up to 10 or 20 a day again. I think my body had a tough time adjusting to coming off antidepressants. Between the horrific withdrawals and seizures, I was honestly feeling extremely depressed. I spent most of two months in bed. I was starting to notice that I didn’t want to get out of bed in the mornin

The Brave & Brokenhearted Club: Are You In?

I want to start a new club. Who wants to join? Everyone? Great!!!!! It’s called The Brave and Brokenhearted Club. Think you belong in it? Here are the qualifications for admission: A) You are human. B) You’ve had your heart broken. C) You are still living and breathing and walking around on a planet with your broken heart, knowing it could be smashed into pieces again anytime. You are still daring to be in relationship with other human beings who may get sick, or struggle, or

On the Edge of a New Era (in Which We FEEL)

Girls cry, we get labeled drama queens, over-dramatic, over sensitive. Boys cry, they’re not tough enough. They’re weak. They’re “pussies.” I’ve gotten to be pretty good at hiding my true feelings. I’ve learned the world usually just wants a triumph story with a happy ending. That if you’re grieving or suffering, depressed or just simply FEELING the whole gamut of life…many people will make you feel like a “downer.” I almost always feel the need to put a positive spin on my p

The Smackdowns & Getting-Back-Up-Agains: Ronda Rousey & Me

Some days everything just feels so hard. When the sleep deprivation and the toddler tantrums and the chronic illness and anxiety and all of it pile up on me all at once. Every day I get up a fighter, ready to put on my best face and go another round. And so many more days than not, I end up face down in the ring with a crowd of onlookers. It’s just one “next hard thing” after the next. I try to keep a positive attitude and I do most days if everything aligns and the kids don’

To the Mama Silently Fighting…

To the Mama who is fighting silently… To the Mama who is suffering in silence…who wakes up every day feeling already weighed down by a ten ton weight… Who slogs herself through making lunches, barking orders, breaking up fights among the kids, all while feeling sick or sad or lonely or angry or depressed… To the Mama silently suffering from an illness or struggle no one can see…that she thinks no one can understand… Who hides in the shadows quietly working to heal herself, to

How 10 Minutes of Heaven a Day Saved Our Marriage & Our Lives

My project has been more of a Bring Me Back to Life Project, as I’m working to retrain myself to experience joy again after so much hardship and tragedy, but I find the same basic principles of Rubin’s Happiness Project at the foundation of my daily work. I’ve been put into a situation with PPD/PPA where I’ve been forced to make my own self-care and happiness a priority. When my husband, Kory, went to rehab, he was forced to do the same thing: put his self-care first, and tha