Around this time last year, I got my first puppy. I was immediately smitten with my furry, little 10-pound bundle of cuteness, but I was also a bit thrown. And by “a bit thrown,” I mean completely rattled. Let’s just say, those early weeks were not exactly what I had expected.
At around the same time, I received a note from a reader seeking advice on how to navigate difficult life transitions. Lost in Transition found herself “struggling” and “jolted” by a series of recent changes.