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Every once in a while I'm asked to tell my Stellafly story. "How did you come up with Stellafly?" Back in the 80s and fresh out of high school, I ran with a group that my parents referred to as the "Rat Pack." Picture the kids...

Last Friday, I turned 50 years old, and the week before the Big Day I was in St. Louis, Missouri — Quincy, Missouri to be exact, for a dog show. Since people always seem curious about my dog story, I thought I would share some...

On Sunday June 5, we we observed National Cancer Survivors Day, and took some time to celebrate cancer survivors. While a pause to celebrate how far we have come in the battle against cancer is aprapos, it is also necessary to see just how far we...

There is a grief monster in our house, hiding in the closet, under the bed, in the basement, where ever there is quiet and dark and a place from which it can surprise us. I am not a super hero, or a slayer of monsters,...

Recently I attended a triathlon clinic where one of the speakers shared a favorite anecdote about how training is the Book of Matches - you add the matches to light the fire during your training, and during the event you light each match.  This resonated...

Thirteen years in the Catholic school system and not once did I realize just how privileged I was to be getting that type of education.  It wasn’t until my high school graduation was long past and I was out in the world on my own,...