Note: This article was scheduled for today’s publication months ago, well before the world turned upside down with the COVID-19 pandemic. Unlike ever before, it’s nearly impossible not to feel the weight of stress and worry bearing down. If you’re like me, there was always “enough” worry to contend with before the pandemic erupted. How much harder it is today to breathe deeply and stay calm while stuck indoors, digesting the daily news and facing the unknowns of coronavirus fallout. This personal story includes wise words from a friend and from a seasoned therapist, but if needed don’t hesitate to call the CDC stress-anxiety hotline for help.
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On social media I recently posted the meme, “Didn’t get much sleep last night but I did get a few solid hours of anxiety in,” followed by a trail of laugh-cry emojis. Many responded, piling on with a lot of LOLs and high-fives, much as I’d encouraged.
But truthfully, I wasn’t laughing on the inside. Worry wasn’t just waking me at night. Its presence was coloring my mood and clouding my judgment about what to say and how to say it. My worry was more than my problem — it was seeping into my family life and poisoning the air. It started innocently enough when my first child was born and intensified as my second appeared.
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Not far from Panama’s airport and its cosmopolitan urban core is The Santa Maria Hotel & Golf Resort, perfectly placed to allow you a lush home away from home within easy proximity to top tourist sites and the shimmering Pacific Ocean. Once at Central America’s only Marriot Bonvoy Luxury Collection property, you’ll be warmly greeted like an old friend. Fidel Reyes, General Manager of the country’s newest resort, can often be spotted mingling with guests, embodying the hotel’s passion for superior hospitality, which is essentially authentic friendliness. Take a minute to chat with him, and you’ll see what I mean.
Read in full on Islands.com.
“Arriving at the newly renovated Marriott Autograph Collection’s Buenaventura Golf & Beach Resort Panama promises to be dramatic after the 2.5-hour journey from Panama City. The drive out of the city creates natural suspense about this off-the-grid luxury resort in the Riviera Pacifica area so that you’ll feel you’ve been admitted to an exclusive paradise when you enter the resort. Alighting from your car, you’ll be enveloped by a brink-lined cavernous portico, with ocean air gently blowing through palm trees.
The resort is Spanish-colonial designed with an open tiled courtyard concept, which allows the delightful songs of many of Panama’s 400 bird species to waft through the air along with free-flowing cross breezes from the nearby Pacific Ocean. Panamanian artifacts are deftly incorporated into the lobby’s décor strategy, providing colorful accents. Altogether, I felt every sense stirred, as if preparing me for a time of rejuvenation.”
Have I got you hooked? Please read my feature in full on Islands.com.
PHOTO CREDIT: Buenaventura Golf & Beach Resort.
Continue reading “Buenaventura Golf & Beach Resort Provides a Little Slice of Heaven in Panama: Escape to this oceanfront haven for rest and renewal.”
Long ago, vacationers heading to the beach would rent bungalows with porches showcasing swings, a natural gathering point where breezes blew freely, and conversation flowed easily. Where the local grocery, ice cream shop and café were a short stroll away. Where kids left on bikes, and parents didn’t worry, to fearlessly explore the family-friendly town. In many beach destinations today it’s hard to find these simple but significant characteristics.
Want to learn more about this special place? Read in full: Take refuge in the small-town charms of Seaside, FL North Oakville Living.
Head south from Destin-Fort Walton Airport towards the gulf this holiday season, and the beach views will call your name. Choose to slow down and enjoy two-lane East County Highway 30A.
Local residents call this beloved stretch on Florida’s Panhandle, 30A. It’s understood that 30A runs roughly from the old town of Grayton Beach (est. 1890), through Seaside, Alys Beach and Rosemary Beach, ending at Inlet Beach. Along the way, 30A offers restful periodic glimpses of the ocean, dozens of luxury resorts, beachfront condominiums, gated communities, clusters of inviting retail and restaurants and many magical towns.
Although holiday lights are festively twinkling about town, the ocean breeze has turned brisk, and the days are shorter than you’d like, you’ll find plentiful Christmas cheer as you mosey along Florida’s 30A.
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“In my 40s I noticed my skin gradually changing to reveal light splotchy shadows around the sides of my face and over my upper lip. Summer’s unforgiving sunlight seemed to intensify their appearance. My dermatologist diagnosed me with a mild case of melasma, a skin condition that commonly appears when hormones are in flux, and prescribed Retin-A.
Now in the throes of perimenopause at 50, my melasma continues to be on my mind. In my youth I battled zits to achieve a great complexion. Today, my focus is on addressing discoloration in order to maintain healthy, clear skin.”
Read in full on AARP Disrupt Aging.
I’m a yo-yo right now, feeling both fine and not fine as I drop my son, our second and final child, off at college. He stood before me recently, sporting the new suit we bought for him to take to college. I suddenly saw what everyone else has been seeing: a grown man. In the same instant I swelled with pride, I also ached. This is really happening.
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“While away on vacation, a phone call woke Becky Ogorek, 59, and her husband Keith in the early hours of July 18, 2016. Their sleepiness vanished when their neighbour back home said, “I don’t know how to tell you this, but your house is engulfed in flames.” The neighbourhood was frantic as she worried that the car parked in the driveway could indicate that someone was inside.
Except for their oldest daughter, the Ogoreks were gathered together on vacation at a cottage in Michigan. The oldest, in her late 20s, had flown back to Indianapolis to attend a work conference and was staying at her parent’s home. What Becky and Keith found out in the following heart-wrenching minutes was that she’d spontaneously decided to squeeze in an overnight with cousins in Chicago. She wasn’t home. No one was in the house when it had literally burst into flames.”
Read in full on Forever Young News.
“Using my phone’s speech-to-text feature in a recent exchange with a friend on the difficulties of the empty-nest season, I glanced down to check for accuracy before sending. My device transcribed “emptiness” instead of “empty nest.” Ironically, emptiness is exactly what many feel after their final child leaves home.”
Read in full on USA Today.