As we enter the holiday season, worry hangs in the air. There is the obvious anxiety about our health and the health of our loved ones....

Eight weeks ago, my book Flashback Girl: Lessons on Resilience From a Burn Survivor was released. Since then, I have been sprinting and...

“I heard some other girls talking about her. They said, ‘Why does she wear short sleeve shirts when she is scarred like that? I felt bad."

This hour was a highlight of my life and I will never forget it. It was like attending my own funeral but obviously, a whole lot better.

It is time for Flashback Girl to don her little yellow cape and attempt to fly.

Tension burns a different fire inside me now. I need to speak the truth for me and for my brother. I survived my childhood; he did not.

Forty-eight hours is a long time to wait if you might possibly have a life-threatening illness. It was also a long time to think.

I think Flashback Girl has great value on how to survive and thrive through horrible times. And right now is a horrible time for all of us.

Resilient people tend to be socially adept, able to handle complex situations, able to make and keep connections with others.

Life had a calm empty-nest rhythm. Then, this spring, everything changed. We had not planned to shelter together with our grown children....

I have known many heroes. There was my surgeon, Dr. John Constable, who saved my life when I was little, and provided me with kindness...

In week seven of quarantine, how are you managing your time? Are you contemplating new projects around your home? Catching up with old...

When you think of a surgeon, what comes to mind? A man striding in his white coat, barking imperiously, staff trailing behind? A...

(Reprinted from February 11, 2019) I used to dread Valentine’s Day, the holiday of the loved and desired. My friend Hannah would dress...

The easiest part of writing my memoir turned out to be… writing my memoir. To be clear, it was not actually easy to write. I have no...

Time and time again, the villain winds up being burned. Doug and I grin at each other and hoot, “Just another maladjusted burn victim!"

Have you ever fantasized about being friends with your therapist? She smiles when you arrive, and she truly likes you. Her eyes shine...

It began with exhaustion. I have been on a whirlwind schedule for two years now, treating my clients during the week, writing or speaking...

I spent three days at my own personal Disney Land last week. In truth, I stayed just two miles away from the actual Disney Land, but I...

I write today wrapped in old clothes I don’t care about, so the bleeding won’t matter. Half of my body shines luminous scarlet, as my...