A few years ago, I realized that in juggling all my roles, it was so easy to forget the role of caring for ME. So whilst standing as the “performer” in the arena of life, and juggling the balls of work,....

On the day I turned eighteen, I got a note…yes, a handwritten note as a birthday gift. Unfortunately, I no longer have the note, but a portion of it is etched in my memory. It read, “Consistency is the mark of....