by Pam Hernandez | Jun 4, 2024 | Career, Children, Daughters, Generations, Leadership, Leadership Coaching, Mothers, Personal Growth, Time
I’ve looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It’s life’s illusions, I recall I really don’t know life at all Judy Collins _______ Around 3:00 in the morning, I was giving my five-day old granddaughter a bottle and...
by Pam Hernandez | Oct 18, 2023 | Change, Clarity, Coaching, Front Page, Generations, Personal Growth, Self Acceptance
You’ve heard the saying that everyone has a story. I’ve come to believe that everyone is a story. There is a difference. We are a sum total of all our experiences (with a little genetics thrown in). From those experiences, we construct the “story” of our life. Because...
by Pam Hernandez | Jun 22, 2021 | Generations, Mothers, Personal Growth, Relationships, Self Acceptance, self confidence, Women
“If you want a thing well done, get a couple of old broads to do it.” — Bette Davis The other night I had dinner with two long-time friends that I hadn’t seen for a while and we were catching up. To anyone listening to us, you’d think we’d be...
by Pam Hernandez | Aug 6, 2020 | Children, Compassion, Daughters, Fathers, Generations, Mothers, Personal Growth, Relationships
If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that’s his problem. Love and peace are eternal John Lennon Years ago, when I was teaching English, I was asked to judge the National Scholastic Writing Contest with...
by Pam Hernandez | Jul 3, 2020 | Change, Covid-19, Generations, History, Well-being
I was awake this morning from 3:00 am on (not an unusual occurrence since the pandemic.) It’s at this time that personal, professional and global anxieties arrive unbidden and settle in for a few cozy hours of certain insomnia. After an hour of tossing, turning and...
by Pam Hernandez | May 17, 2020 | Generations, History, Mindfulness, Personal Growth, Relationships
This old song by Carly Simon has been running through my head for a few days, especially the refrain, and the last lines, “These are the good old days.” We can never know about the days to come But we think about them anyway And I wonder if I’m really with you...
