SMF is slowly making a comeback. I am excited to share what I have learned over the past year and get to the wonderful community we have created.

Grief appears in many ways in midlife. From the loss of a parent, to children growing and moving away, relationships evolving or ending to the changes in our bodies and how we see the world, grief can be present.

Springtime in DC means Cherry Blossom season and it is simply one of my most favorite times of the year.

Thanks to those that have been with me these last 8 weeks as I finally made a program come that had been in the works for quite some time finally come to reality.

Friday, March 13th, 2020 was a day like no other for many of us.

Caterpillars turn into butterflies without worrying about their patterns, colors on their wings or how big their wings will be. They just do their thing and #trusttheprocess. #timetofly

Don’t think of them as hot flashes! Think of them as short, private vacations in tropical locations! (Welcome to Midlife Isle, weary traveler!)

Raise your hand if you’ve ever hated working out. Yup, I see you out there, slogging it out on an elliptical just because it’s supposed to be good for you. Did you know that the treadmill was once a criminal sentence?

Like many, I love the winter months because they cause us to slow down and rest. We are able to retreat with the intention of showing up in the spring refreshed and renewed.

Back in March when things changed, I decided I was going to use that time to make a few changes in my daily habits. On Monday, March 16th, I got up at 5am. The day began with meditation, a shower, coffee, breakfast and then writing my workouts for the class I taught on Facebook Live and the workouts I would have my clients do during virtual sessions.

“What’s up goofy?”

“You are one of the craziest girls I have ever met.”

“I am glad she is leaving the dance team because she is loud and obnoxious and gets on my nerves.”

Class clown , PHS, Class of 1993

As many of you know, I write myself a “thank you” letter during the month of December for the year ahead. It is a way for me to focus my goals and set intentions for the following year. I have kept up this tradition for the last several years.

To the menopausal woman, it may feel as if our bodies are working against us.