Writing

I went to the city that never sleeps to get some rest, to feel normal in a sequined mask & shoes to match. I went to get centered.

I am nearly 42 years old and my dating life has run the courses, like all the courses. I have experienced more bad dates than good ones...

I was walking down the street one night at the end of a conference, it was 2015 and talking about my hounds. My boss turned to me and...

I write a lot about what's going on now, but I was reminded of a funny-not so funny story this weekend so I thought I would bring you...

I had never considered it before COVID, really. I knew I was lucky enough to make enough money to pay people to help me out with certain...

Yesterday I was standing next to a friend talking about how I didn't feel good about myself after I got on a scale. My friend a while...

It’s no secret I don’t want to have children of my own, but what I also don’t have to do is explain why.

I never considered myself a vocal female in the feminist way. I think we should be respected, I stick up for myself, I support other...

When I woke up on Monday morning, I added layer upon layer to take the dogs out for their morning walk. I stepped outside and the ground...

He gave me these boots as a early Christmas present. He had a huge smile on his face as he handed me the perfectly wrapped box with a...

The hounds and I met up with friends this weekend to go camping. This would be their first time. They are 16 and 14, one is completely...

My office is 13 steps from my couch. One roll out of a yoga mat and my office transforms into my workout room. When I pull on the tab on...

I started walking towards the exit gate, heading out towards what I had been both dreading and working towards for the last 4 months,...

I had a conversation with someone who came in and out of my life over a year. When he was not in my life I would declare I was done, I...

Goodbye English Rose“, written for Princess Diana’s funeral. Seems fitting that is what would come to mind as I believe 2020 deserves a...

While in India, I stared at the Sanskrit symbol of the Om hanging on the wall behind my teacher as he would teach philosophy from the...

“Don’t look at your Fitbit,” I kept telling myself. “Just wait for it to buzz, you can do this, Hadley.” I knew I wasn’t a mile in yet,...