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Welcome to the Apostrophe T, a blog where you’ll find real stories about pursuing all the goals we tell ourselves we can’t accomplish.

In my pursuit to turn my own “I can’t” in to “I can”, I want to inspire you to achieve your goals by sharing my personal journey.  No fluff, no gimmicks, just the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.


I had the idea for this blog about a decade ago when I was telling myself “I can’t” on the daily.


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My children are not the most important thing in my life.

There, I said it. Judge away. But before you get your undies in a bundle, please read on because it’s probably not what you think. I love my kids. I wanted them desperately, and fortunately for my husband and I we didn’t have to wait long; they were both conceived the first month we ... READ the POST

But before you get your undies in a bundle, please read on because it’s probably not what you think.

Day 92 | Am I really that lucky?

Tuesdays are my early mornings at work and I've become pretty good buddies with a lot of our early morning crew. You know, the ones that get up religiously every morning (or at least a few times a week) to work out before the day gets away from them? They're a dedicated bunch. Anyway, in a ... READ the POST

At first I just went on about my biznass but later, while laying on my yoga mat, I thought, "am I really that lucky?"

Day 90 | The River

Friday night we were sitting at dinner when Maddie read a riddle for me to solve: What always runs but never walks, often murmurs but never talks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a mouth but never eats? I knew the answer but I let her tell me anyway (#momwin). As we waited for our friends and my ... READ the POST

I went back and read that first post on Day Zero today. I remember where I was when I wrote it, both physically and mentally.

Day 88 & 89 | Dirty Underwear

I just got done with a hot, epsom salt bath. At 3:30pm. And before that I played with my flowers for hours. And before that I stopped at Starbucks and bought myself a latte. And before that I went to Hot Yin Yoga with one of my favorite instructors and basked in the glory of stretching and ... READ the POST

And at 40 years old, I am perfectly capable of changing my own dirty underwear.