Pillow Talk Weekly

What if the midlife crisis was never a crisis at all? Maybe it’s the moment the haze finally lifts and you realize you’re allowed to choose yourself. I’m shedding old names, old expectations, fear and the need for approval—and stepping into a life filled with tattoos, travel, laughter, adventure and unapologetic joy. I’m not losing myself. I’m finally becoming her.

What happens when the woman who always handles everything finally stops? Apparently, everyone gets confused. After years of fixing, rescuing and carrying what never belonged to me, I’m learning that setting boundaries isn’t abandonment—it’s finally coming home to myself.

For most of my life, I thought I was forgetful, careless, too much—or simply a hot mess. I didn't understand what ADHD was doing behind the scenes, or how much it affected the people I loved. Looking back now, I see the little girl, the overwhelmed mother and the woman just trying to look like she had it together very differently. Some of it is heartbreaking. Some of it is absolutely hilarious. And all of it taught me something about judgment, compassion and finally understanding my own brain.

Active listening sounds simple—until emotions, defensiveness, ADHD, and the irresistible urge to fix everything enter the room. Let’s talk about what it really means to hear your partner, why the same issues keep coming back, and why you should pay very close attention when the person who kept asking you to listen suddenly goes quiet.

Why does every airport trip feel like a military operation for one person and a leisurely stroll for the other? Join me as I navigate airports, a seven-year-old travel companion, TSA spice inspections, and the hilarious differences between how men and women seem to handle stress. If you've ever travelled as a couple, you'll probably recognize yourselves somewhere in this story—and have a good laugh along the way.

Fear has a way of convincing us that it's too late. Too late to change careers. Too late to chase a dream. Too late to become who we always wanted to be. This week, I'm choosing to challenge that lie. At 59, I'm finally going after the education life never gave me the chance to have—and I'm doing it scared.