Live Joy

  Lately, life has felt… a lot. Work is busy. The kids’ schedules are insane. Nine soccer practices a week, Monday through Friday. Golf, if we can squeeze it in. And then weekends are filled with games, hours away. And somewhere in all of that… the simple things have started to fall apart. Laundry piles up. Groceries feel like a chore I can’t get ahead of. Meal prep? Not happening. And forget about family time, relaxing, or doing something just for fun. It’s just… go, go, go. And if I’m being honest, I’ve realized something recently that I didn’t love seeing in myself. I’ve become negative. Not in a big, obvious way. But in the small, everyday ways that slowly shift how you see everything. I noticed it in my responses. Someone would ask how my weekend was, and instead of saying what it actually was , I’d say something like: “Good, but busy… we didn’t get home until 10pm Sunday, so I didn’t get anything done around the house and now I’m behind.” And tha...

  Midlife Joy Edit: Meditation Isn’t What You Think—And That’s the Best Part Yes, I know what most people picture when they hear the word meditation. Sitting in a quiet room, completely still, legs crossed, back straight, hands resting upward, somehow magically shutting your mind off. And if that’s what you think meditation is, it makes total sense why so many people say, “I can’t do it.” But meditation is so much more than that and honestly, that version is what stops people from ever starting. Meditation isn’t about emptying your mind. It’s about training your attention and awareness. It’s learning how to be present, noticing your thoughts without getting pulled into them, and gently bringing yourself back. Again, and again. That’s the practice. Not perfection. Not silence. Just returning. And I can already hear it, because I hear it all the time: “I can’t meditate, I can’t shut my mind off.” Believe me, you’re not alone. Every single person I work with says this at first...

We spend so much time worrying about making the wrong decision. We go back and forth. We make pros and cons lists. We talk it through with friends. We replay every possible outcome in our heads. And then we sit there… stuck. Losing sleep over it. Feeling overwhelmed. Completely drained from thinking about it over and over again. That’s decision fatigue—and it’s real. But what if the problem isn’t the decision? What if it’s the way we’re thinking about it?   Most of the time, when we feel stuck, it’s because both options are actually good. There are pros on both sides. There are risks on both sides. There are unknowns on both sides. And instead of seeing that as a good thing, we see it as a problem. We tell ourselves there’s a “right” choice and a “wrong” choice… and we become so afraid of choosing wrong that we don’t choose at all.   But what if there are no wrong decisions? What if either option is going to work out just fine? What if the real po...

  Every spring, I wait for my tulips to bloom. It’s something I look forward to every single year, the moment they push through the ground and bring color back after a long winter. And without fail, I say the same thing to myself… “I need to plant more tulips.” The funny thing is, I’ve actually bought the bulbs before. More than once. And yet, I never plant them. Because planting tulips doesn’t happen in the spring when the excitement is there, it happens in the fall, six months before you ever see a single bloom. And fall? Fall is full. The boys’ sports schedules take over, work gets busy with the end-of-year push, and most days feel like I’m just trying to keep up. Taking time to do something that won’t pay off for months feels… unnecessary in the moment. So, I put it off. And then spring comes, the tulips bloom, and I wish I had made the time. The other day, it really hit me, this isn’t just about tulips. This is how so many of us approach our lives. We want change, we wan...

  This week feels a little more personal. As a lifelong athlete, I’ve always loved the hustle. I love having a goal. I love pushing myself to see what I’m capable of. That mindset has served me in so many ways but one thing I’ve had to learn the hard way in midlife is this: our bodies don’t respond the same way they used to. For example, my coach gave me a goal of 12,000 steps a day. Simple enough, right? But if you’re anything like me, your brain immediately says… if 12,000 is good, then 15,000 must be better. That’s how I’ve always operated, do a little more, push a little harder, go the extra mile. But what I didn’t realize is that I was actually doing more harm than good. My body wasn’t interpreting that extra effort as “dedication” it was interpreting it as stress. My cortisol levels were elevated, inflammation was creeping in, and instead of supporting my goals, I was working against them. Now, I’m on a strict 10,000–12,000 steps per day. And I’ll be honest… some day...

I didn’t expect to be writing this. But if you are a parent with a child in youth sports it’s worth reading what some clubs are doing! But after the last several months, I have to share it because this isn’t just about soccer anymore. It’s about fairness. It’s about kids. And it’s about a system that, somewhere along the way, lost sight of both. My son has played club soccer for the same organization for six years, Southern Indiana United (SIU). Six years of commitment. Six years of showing up. Six years of believing in the process. And while our other son, who also plays for SIU, has had stability (three coaches in six years, same teammates, consistent development)… My other son’s experience has been the complete opposite. In those same six years? Eleven different coaches. Players constantly leaving. No consistency. No real development structure. But we stayed. Why? Because we were told a new coach was coming in someone we knew, respected, and believed would ...