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The Waiting Room

"Wait!" "Have a seat, I’ll be with you in a minute." "It's going to be a 45 minute wait to be seen." We have all heard these phrases. Even as I write this, I’m reminded of the cold, hard reality that if I’m left too long in the waiting room ...it doesn't bring out my best qualities. Waiting has never been my strength and while we’re at it...neither is sharing space or taking turns. A few months ago, I found out that our family is getting new health insurance. I was not excited about this. It’s not that I’m overly loyalty to any insurance brand, but my family doctor for the past eight years, has won me over with her promptness in seeing patients within minutes of their appointment time and sometimes even before the scheduled appointment. I will go so far as to say that she has a “zero” wait time in her office. Now, I'm sure you think I’m exaggerating…and I may be just a bit, but there has been many times in my years with thi...

Book Release

New Book Release March 2024 Available on Amazon

Selective Hearing

Selective hearing is a real thing. When my children were young, they all had trouble with their hearing. It wasn’t a medical/physical thing. Their selective hearing was by choice. They could hear fine if I said, “Time for chocolate cake.” "Who wants to go outside and play?" "Let's finger-paint with chocolate pudding!" But when I said, “Time to share that toy.” "It's bedtime." "Don't touch that." Suddenly, no one could hear a thing. It was like I was speaking a foreign language. When my eldest child was almost 3-years-old, he took off on his little bike peddling like the wicked witch of the west character from the movie The Wizard of Oz. (I can actually hear the music that played while she peddled her bike when I remember this incident.) I started out by calling to him in a sweet tone, "That's far enough. Come back." Then my volume increased and my conce...

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