I hand my passport to the agent, who kindly asks me to lower my mask as he examines my documents. “Welcome, Mama!” the warmth of his greeting takes me by surprise.
Tag: habit
Fomenting My Own Oppression
I have a confession to make. I love words. Maybe too much. In the 9th summer of my life I could be found perched on the highest branch of my favorite tree reading a book. Each new word I discovered found its way into a […]
3 R’s of Forming a Habit
Reminder. Routine. Reward. I’m discovering that each habit begins with some type of cue that leads to performing an action that results in a desired benefit. For example my morning alarm sounds and I reach for my phone to turn it off. I check for […]