This is how women self-sabotage and self-destruct. Unless we have constant witnesses to our hard work, we are convinced we pull off every day of our lives through smoke and mirrors. (27)

Because the truth is - and we know it - we were born to die without regrets. Regret is the only wound from which the soul never recovers.

Procrastination has robbed us of too many opportunities.

Only dreams give birth to change.

Making the absolute best of ourselves is not an easy task. It is a pleasurable pursuit...but it requires patience, persistence, and perseverance.

The seasons of life are not meant to be frenetic, just full. Blessed is the woman who knows her own limits.

Before we can change anything in our life, we have to recognize that this is the way it is meant to be right now. For me, acceptance has become what I call the long sigh of the soul. It's the closed eyes in prayer, perhaps even the quiet tears. It's "all right," as in "All right, You lead, I'll follow." And it's "all right" as in "Everything is going to turn out all right." This is simply part of the journey.