Woman to Woman

Celebrating our 20th Year Serving YOU!

I added them up: more than 4.5 million copies of Tidewater Women have circulated throughout the seven cities since Peter and I published our first issue in May 1999. I’m not exactly sure, but I think that many magazines would fill a football field! We’re so proud to be bringing…
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Perfect is a Pipe Dream

Recently I have been fantasizing about running away. Not just taking a few days off. I mean leaving my responsibilities behind in search of a place where I can spend the rest of my days living footloose and fancy-free. Doesn’t that sound like heaven? Everyone is overburdened these days, it…
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Be Careful

There’s a monster in your medicine cabinet. I’m not trying to scare you, but a monster might be roaming around your bathroom, checking your prescriptions, and perhaps helping himself to a few of your pain meds. That monster might be your teen or grandchild. As our kids grow up, it’s…
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Noticing Nature

So much of what we do seems temporary these days. Here today, gone tomorrow. Social media is a prime example of the transience of modern life. When we post on Facebook, Instagram, and Pinterest, our message or photo might be noticed briefly by a few people, maybe more, but soon…
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Challenge Yourself and Grow

Many of you know I ride horses in my spare time. I began riding in my 40s and started taking lessons in my 50s. I’m not very good at it, but I have fun trying. I love being outdoors and far away from my computer. Riding makes me forget about…
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Pause and Connect

In early November I got a message on my phone from my mom’s bridge partner at Atlantic Shores. Dorie called to say she was so thrilled to see the article in our November issue about P.E.O. “I’m a member,” she said and went on to tell a little more about…
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A Mind of Its Own

Being mindful is a challenge for me. My mind has a mind of its own, I guess you could say, and when I try to be present in the moment, thoughts bounce around my brain like ping-pong balls. Sometimes it feels like there’s a Rube Goldberg machine in my head—with…
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