Life Transitions: Finding Peace Amidst Chaos

MIA, But Not Gone

I know I’ve been MIA.

Sometimes, life demands that we step back—not just from work or social media—but from everything. I had to hit pause. I had to give myself permission to simply be.

Over the past few months, I’ve been dealing with some health issues that forced me to reassess my routines and my life in a real, deep way. It wasn’t as easy as just adding a new pill to my morning or nighttime regimen and calling it a day. These were foundational shifts. Things had to change—mentally, physically, emotionally.

I had to move more. I had to get better at managing my stress. And I don’t mean just more yoga, more meditation, or another breathing exercise. I mean truly facing some things I’ve carried for a long time. Things that made me feel angry, sad, and raw. Grief came back around—like it always does—and knocked the wind out of me when I least expected it.

So I’ve been sitting with my feelings. Letting them breathe. Giving them space instead of stuffing them down like I’ve done so many times before. I’ve had to re-center. To literally touch grass. I know it sounds cliché, but there was something healing about standing barefoot in the yard, letting the sun warm my skin and the earth hold me up.

All this while life keeps moving forward at full speed.

My youngest son is heading into his sophomore year of high school—talking about getting a job, becoming more independent, stepping into the world in new ways. And my oldest daughter… she’s getting married. Married. There’s so much to be proud of, so much to be pleased about—but also this deep ache. Because they’re not babies anymore.

They will always be my babies. But we’re not in that chapter anymore. And letting go of those earlier seasons, even while embracing the beauty of what’s now, has been its own kind of mourning.

It’s a strange, tender time. A phase of life where things are shifting—again. We’re growing. We’re changing. And while I know, deep down, that this next chapter is going to be beautiful—it’s also really messy. It’s hard. It’s uncertain. And sometimes it’s just plain exhausting.

But here’s what I do know: I’ve survived 100% of the days I thought would break me. And I’m still here. We’re still here. Finding our footing. Creating new routines. Learning how to breathe deeply again.

So if you’re in the thick of it too—whatever your “it” looks like—just know that you’re not alone. Healing isn’t linear. Growth isn’t neat. And the hard days don’t last forever.

We’re adjusting. And it’s going to be okay. Maybe even more than okay.

We’re making something beautiful.

Mess and all.

Breaking Free from Your Comfort Zone

Where Growth Begins
We all love our comfort zones. They’re warm, familiar, and safe — a space where
routines rule, risks are low, and uncertainty is kept at bay. It’s where we feel in control.
But while this space might feel cozy, it can also become a quiet trap, keeping us stuck in
sameness and stalling our potential.
Growth, learning, and transformation don’t happen in the comfort zone. They begin the
moment we stretch beyond it — when we test our limits, explore the unfamiliar, and
challenge our own self-imposed boundaries.

The Power of the Stretch
Stretching beyond the comfort zone doesn’t mean making reckless decisions or chasing
extremes. It means trying something new, stepping into the unknown even if your voice
shakes, and accepting that discomfort is part of the journey.
Maybe it’s launching that business idea you’ve been sitting on. Or finally signing up for
that fitness class. Maybe it’s starting a creative project, speaking in public, or even just
introducing yourself to someone new. Each step outside the comfort zone is a vote of
confidence in yourself.
The truth is, you can’t grow without a little stretch. That’s how muscles develop, skills
sharpen, and people evolve.

Rethinking Failure: A Learning Opportunity
One of the biggest reasons we cling to the comfort zone is fear — especially the fear of
failure. But what if we started seeing failure for what it really is: a First Attempt In
Learning?

Failure is not a dead-end. It’s feedback. It teaches resilience, refines strategies, and
builds wisdom. Every successful person has failed — not once, but often. The
difference is, they didn’t stop there. They saw failure not as a reflection of their worth,
but as a stepping stone to growth.
Let’s drop the perfectionism. We are often our own harshest critics, expecting ourselves
to get everything right the first time. But perfection is a myth — progress is real. Give
yourself permission to be a beginner. To stumble. To grow messy and real, instead of
polished and safe.

Investing in Yourself Is the Boldest Move You Can Make
Whether you’re dreaming of building a business, learning a new hobby, improving your
health, or expanding your social circle — the first step is the scariest. But it’s also the
most empowering.
Taking a leap of faith isn’t about having zero fear — it’s about moving forward despite
the fear. It’s telling yourself, “I may not have all the answers yet, but I believe I’m worth
the effort.”

A Challenge for You
Today, take one small step outside your comfort zone. It doesn’t have to be dramatic.
Maybe it’s sharing your work online, reaching out to someone you admire, or signing up
for a class. Whatever it is, let it be a declaration: I am willing to grow.
You don’t need to be fearless. You just need to be brave enough to begin.

Remember: Your comfort zone may feel safe, but your potential lives outside of it. Take
the leap. Stretch. Fail. Learn. And most importantly, believe in yourself enough to try.

Making Lemons to Lemonade: Pausing to Heal

When Life Gives You Lemons

Life has really been topsy-turvy over the last few years. Every single time I feel like I’ve got things together and they’re finally smoothing out—BAM! Something happens. Something shifts. The rug gets pulled out from under me and I’m left to figure out how to adapt all over again.

Sometimes it’s something small, like needing to start blood pressure medicine. Other times, it’s devastating, like the loss of a parent. Either way, it changes the way we move through life. I say “we,” but really, I mean me. These experiences shape how I think, how I react, and how I heal.

Over the past few years, I’ve gained and lost a lot—people, routines, habits, hopes. But right now, I want to focus on what I’ve gained. I need to. Because if I dwell too long on the losses, I risk sinking into a deep ocean of grief. So instead, I choose to lean into growth. I’m learning to be still. To listen. Not just to the noise around me, but to the quiet wisdom inside my body and my instincts.


When You Slip (And You Will), Here’s How to Get Back on Track

Let’s be honest—knowing what’s good for you doesn’t always mean you’ll do it. I have the knowledge. I know how to eat well, sleep better, stretch, breathe, reflect, reset. But in those moments when the world feels heavy and nothing makes sense, the old habits come back like they never left.

Maybe I skip meals or reach for all the wrong ones. I forget to drink water. I stay up too late scrolling. I miss my yoga. My meditation mat gathers dust. And then come the consequences: brain fog, body aches, mood swings, a constant feeling of being off.

Here’s what I’ve learned, though:

  • Start small. Don’t try to overhaul your life overnight. Pick one thing. Just one. Maybe it’s drinking a glass of water first thing in the morning. Maybe it’s five minutes of quiet breathing before bed. Just start.
  • Don’t punish yourself. Guilt is not a motivator; it’s an anchor. Instead of beating yourself up, offer yourself some grace. Say, “Okay, I missed today. Tomorrow is a fresh start.”
  • Set visual cues. Put your yoga mat where you can see it. Leave sticky notes with affirmations on your mirror. Set reminders in your phone to pause and breathe.
  • Talk about it. Whether with a friend, a therapist, or a journal—say it out loud. When you name the struggle, it loses some of its power.

How to Make Lemonade When Life Gives You Lemons

The truth is, life will give you lemons. Sometimes by the bucketload. But those lemons? They don’t have to rot. They can be squeezed into something meaningful, something new. Here’s how I’m learning to turn sour moments into sweet progress:

  • Shift the perspective. Instead of asking, “Why is this happening to me?” try, “What is this trying to teach me?” Every challenge is an invitation to evolve.
  • Create something. Pain and frustration are powerful fuel for creativity. Write, paint, build, sing, garden—channel that energy somewhere healing.
  • Help someone else. When you’re struggling, reach out to someone else who is too. Kindness multiplies, and it gives your pain purpose.
  • Celebrate the smallest wins. Got out of bed today? Win. Drank water instead of soda? Win. Laughed, even once? That’s a huge win.

Final Thoughts

Life’s chaos won’t stop. There will always be something unexpected around the corner. But the way I meet those moments? That’s up to me. I’m learning—slowly, imperfectly—to meet them with softness, with self-awareness, and with hope. Even when I slip, even when it’s hard, I keep reminding myself:

I can begin again.

And again.

And again.

Because when life gives me lemons, I won’t just make lemonade.

I’ll build the whole stand.

Embracing the Wake-Up Call:

My Heart, My Health, My Future

Just recently, I faced a terrifying moment that shook me to my core. Hearing the words “heart failure” was like a punch to the gut. Thankfully, after further testing, I was told there were no blockages and I wasn’t in heart failure. The relief was overwhelming—but I know I’m not out of the woods yet.

I’ll be wearing a portable telemetry monitor for a week to track my heart’s activity, keeping a blood pressure log, and likely starting a food diary for my upcoming GI appointment. New medications are now part of my daily routine, and I’m adjusting to a new normal. My heart acted up, and now it’s on the mend.

But here’s the truth: I know about diet. I know about exercise and stress management. I know I have to do better. This scare brought all my past posts and promises flooding back—reminders of what I’ve said I’d do and haven’t followed through on.

Listening to the Body’s Whispers Before They Become Screams

Our bodies are constantly communicating with us. Minor aches, fatigue, shortness of breath—these are often early warning signs. Ignoring them can lead to serious consequences. As highlighted by Southwest General Health Center, understanding and responding to these signals is vital for maintaining optimal health .medhelpclinics.com+1MindMate+1Southwest General

Even individuals who appear healthy can face unexpected heart issues. A 28-year-old techie from Bengaluru suffered a heart attack despite daily workouts, revealing an 80% heart blockage . Similarly, Gigi Campos experienced a heart attack at 34, despite being active and receiving reassurances from doctors about her health .@EconomicTimesSELF

A New Normal: Monitoring, Medication, and Mindfulness

Adjusting to this new phase means embracing tools and practices that support heart health. Wearing a telemetry monitor, logging blood pressure, and maintaining a food diary are proactive steps. These measures not only provide valuable data for healthcare providers but also foster a deeper connection with one’s own health journey.

Medication adherence is crucial. Understanding the purpose and potential side effects of each medication empowers patients to manage their health effectively. Regular consultations with healthcare providers ensure that treatment plans remain aligned with evolving health needs.

The Emotional Toll and the Power of Support

Facing a health scare is not just a physical challenge—it’s an emotional one. Feelings of fear, anxiety, and uncertainty are common. Seeking support from mental health professionals, support groups, or loved ones can provide comfort and guidance.

Sharing experiences, like those found in the American Heart Association’s “Stories From the Heart,” can be therapeutic and inspiring . These narratives highlight resilience and the human capacity to overcome adversity.www.heart.org

Looking Ahead: Celebrating Life’s Milestones

Life is fragile, and moments of crisis often bring clarity about what truly matters. For me, the upcoming wedding of my baby girl in September is a beacon of hope and motivation. I plan on being there, celebrating this momentous occasion with her.

This journey has reinforced the importance of self-care, vigilance, and the support of a caring community. Embracing a proactive approach to health, staying informed, and cherishing life’s precious moments are now at the forefront of my priorities

Embracing the New Normal: A Wake-Up Call and a Way Forward

 No stents. No blockages. Just a second chance I’m not wasting.

I never expected to find myself in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines and uncertainty. One day I was powering through headaches, stress, and fatigue like I always had—and the next, I was in an ambulance, symptoms screaming louder than I could ignore.

The initial tests pointed toward heart failure. Blood pressure was erratic, there was tingling in my arm, nausea, and pain that wouldn’t quit. It was overwhelming and frightening. The doctors moved quickly—every test, every scan—and for a while, it looked serious. Really serious.

But then something happened.

During the heart catheterization, they found no blockages. No need for stents. No angioplasty. Despite the initial fears, my heart was not in failure—it was simply tired, maybe inflamed, but very much intact. Miraculous? Absolutely. But then again, I am my mother’s child.

Now I’m home, and this is my new normal. And I’ve decided I’m not going to waste this wake-up call.


What I’m Doing Differently:

1. Saying Goodbye to Smoking—for Good.
No more half-hearted tries. My heart deserves better. My lungs, my body, my future deserve better. It’s hard, but healing is harder. So I choose prevention now.

2. Moving More, Stressing Less.
I’m not training for a marathon. I’m training for life. Gentle exercise, stretching, walking with purpose—it all counts. I’m also learning to sit still, breathe, and not wear stress like a badge of honor.

3. Eating with Purpose.
I used to eat “pretty well,” but now I’m focused on heart-friendly foods: lower sodium, fewer processed items, more whole foods. It’s not about restriction. It’s about respect—for what my body truly needs.

4. Listening to My Body—Really Listening.
Our bodies talk to us constantly. Mine was whispering, then it screamed. I’m tuning in now. No more pushing through warning signs or normalizing discomfort.


This experience reminded me that life doesn’t always give you loud warnings. Sometimes the signs are subtle until they’re not. So here’s what I want to tell anyone reading this:

Be mindful. Be present. You’re not invincible—but you are capable of changing course before it’s too late. I got a second chance. I’m choosing to take it seriously.

Because life is too precious to sleepwalk through.