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Who falls into their mom's grave? Me. It was my crashing moment of glory to signify the end of a terrible year. I had suffered through a nasty divorce from a cheating, balding BurgerMeister-MeisterBurger while raising my two little boys three thousand miles from my family as I built my own Girl Power company. I went through a foreclosure, buried my mom from breast cancer, and my two little dogs died a month apart. At some point, I started to giggle. No one would believe this. Even writing this, I have to shake my head. I had truly become the Bad-luck…

On July 20, 1990, my heart stopped beating. For 22 minutes, I was dead. My husband, children and friends watched as doctors took turns regaining a weak pulse. I was 35, an avid marathon runner and triathlete with no history of cardiac problems. That I survived was mystifying. Tests and opinions could not tell what happened. No hope of full recovery was offered. The cause was uncertain as was my future. Although grateful to be alive, I found return to life challenging. Battling cognitive delays, depression, physical limitations, intense anger, spiritual angst and consuming fear was my new reality. I…

Letting go of bitterness: HAHAHA HAAHAHAHA HAHAHHAH! Oh, sorry. That was my first reaction to writing about this topic, thanks to my wingman. Hmmmm. I thought to myself. How can I make anger and bitterness following divorce entertaining, empowering and not a stuffy lecture about how it's going to give you cancer. I did a bit of research on letting it go and the experts said I should feel it fully. Others should too. I'm supposed to "give myself a rant window." That's a good name for my blogs. Rant Windows!  So here we go... let's feel the full brunt…

One of the things I tried was yoga to get through the aftermath of my divorce. So many people told me it helped them process the pain of infidelity, manage the stress of raising children alone and get centered as I rebuilt my life. It worked for them. It did not work for me. Not even close. Instead of my usual weepy pain filled blogs, I am going to brighten your day and talk about why yoga did not help me forgive. I did really give it my all. I bought yoga pants, a floral yoga top and crinkly new pink…

When going through your workday, working on business management or figuring out where your career is taking you, it's good to know that you're not the first to struggle with your work life. Take inspiration from these people who have known both sides of success. Benjamin Franklin “Lost time is never found again.” “Early to bed, and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.” “Diligence is the mother of good luck.” “Well done is better than well said.” “He that is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything else.” “You will find the key to…

It's no surprise that infidelity and divorce leaves you angry and bitter. This is normal. This is natural. And when I look back at that difficult time, I like to reminisce about some of the bitter, angry things I did to get through the day. They strike me as funny today. I know we are supposed to take care of ourselves, but it's also great when you can look back at the things you did to get rid of some of the toxic feelings and laugh. For me, I took abject delight in an incident that happened at my youngest son’s…

I wrote a story last week about Denver's Rockmount Ranch Wear. It's a six-decade business that was started by “Papa” Jack Weil, who joyously ran the company until he was 107. He showed up every day, sat at his little wooden desk in the front of the store and was widely regarded as the world’s oldest CEO. He wasn’t, as far as I know, a student of metaphysics, but the reason his business was so successful and that his snap-button Western shirts are the go-to shirt for everyone from Eric Clapton and Tom Hanks to Robert Redford and Paul McCartney…

By Sandra Beck. This week my six-year-old son had a stomach ache. On the way to school he had an accident in his pants and since it was technically the day of obligation for my ex-husband, I called him from the school parking lot telling him that his son had the stomach flu. I was told that he would pick him up from my house that afternoon at 4:15. I was outraged and not surprised that sick kid duty falls on me, despite the fact that I had work meetings in the city and to prepare for my live radio…