Connie Morgan - Therapist That Became a Writer

Never A Life Regret

Last month, I wrote about making your own luck, and when I pondered what I would write about this month, a Mel Robbins podcast came to mind. I remember where I was sitting and how I picked up a pen and wrote out some notes. What was being said seemed Read more

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Forgiving a Father

  Life Transitions: Last month, I wrote about the mother wound and how a parent’s parent shaped who they were and their capability and style of parenting. Those factors are true for fathers, as well. I had issues with my father. I never felt loved or accepted by him. Some of it was Read more

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The Mother Wound

It’s Mother’s Day month, and since we have all had mothers, I thought I’d write on the topic of the “mother wound.” Let me first say that I believe there are no perfect mothers. In my mind, doing it perfectly is impossible. A mother will never know the life pressures Read more

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The Nagging Whisper to Change

When I look back on my life, during times of restlessness, when the need for change vibrated within me, I am glad I listened. As a young person, I looked outside myself for external support. I absorbed the words of Napoleon Hill, Wayne Dyer, and other motivational speakers while taking Read more

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One Step At A Time

Life Transitions: We recently had a stressful situation. Compared to some of the devastation in our country from fires and flooding, I shouldn’t complain. To lessen my distress, I often say, “This could have been worse.” To summarize, we came home from my publisher’s conference and found our hardwood floors in Read more

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The Wedding People by Alison Espach

Book Review: The Wedding People by Alison Espach caused quite a lively discussion for the Camas book club I attended. The story is about Phoebe Stone, who books the only room left in a gorgeous boutique hotel. The rest of the hotel is rented for the week to the wedding Read more

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Wishing for a Hallmark Ending

Christmas is in full swing now. Almost every house on our street has Christmas lights up. Though I love the atmosphere those lights produce at night, I worry about the “gray-hair” guys putting up those lights on ladders. I understand it. They are fulfilling traditions, which can be a burden Read more

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