Empathic Messenger, Radio Talk Show Host, Author

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All I want for Christmas is…

Tradition, as defined in my iPhone dictionary app, is a specific practice of long-standing and/or an inherited pattern of thought or action.  Basically traditions are those rituals we perform over and over, through the years and pass down to our kids.  We may tweak what our parents did or start new ones.  Traditions are like…

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A Holiday Message from Just Steph

  Dear  Friends, I am wishing you a wonderful holiday season and a joyful New Year.  Please email me with your stories of you overcoming the holiday blues. Just Steph’s Holiday Message.  Tell me what’s going on in your life.  I want to hear from you. Wishing you love, balance and peace! Amore & Baci…

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I Found My Mojo!

After the summer of indulgence, eating, drinking and low-keyed workouts, I found myself needing the jaws of life to get into my fav jeans.  Well, you know what this does to a girl.  I had lost my mojo.  I lost my adrenaline in the gym, the ability to limit my caloric intake and the spark…

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Hit Me With Your Best Shot!

Put up your dukes, let’s get down to it.  Does life for me always have to be a fight?  With my birthday just having passed, I look back not only over this last year, but over my life.  As a young child I fought to keep it together when I was treated terribly, picked last…

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All The Shrinks I've Loved Before

In the spring of 1996, I buckled my two and four-year old boys into my Ford Aerostar and headed to Nashville from Atlanta. My grandmother was visiting her sick brother who was being cared for by his daughter, my beloved cousin, Christine. It was a great chance for my boys and I to visit with…

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You've Come A Long Way, Stephie!

I’ve come a long way from Medford (Meffa).  This is a state of mind for me.  As you continue to read my blogs, I can only hope you understand my words do not reflect my true feelings about Meffa or the reality of city living.  On the contrary, I hold so many of you in…

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The American Nightmare

I grew up just outside Boston, Medford (Meffa), in a neighborhood where the houses looked like Archie Bunker’s.  We were pretty much low-income, except when my father hit it big on a football game, and we looted the mall with a vengeance before the well ran dry.  I slept in the same bed as my…

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