Newsletter for May 16th, 2025

My Daughter the Attorney — A Mother’s Pride

Tomorrow, my daughter graduates from law school!

I still remember when she was little—wanting to be strong, like her brothers, and always using her voice. Even back then, she knew she was smart. She knew she could do whatever she put her mind to. She never gave up. Ever.

College wasn’t easy. She moved to a new part of the country, far from what she was used to. It was uncomfortable at first—different, even overwhelming—but she adapted. She pushed through. And in the end? She didn’t just survive—she loved it. That city still holds a special place in her heart.

This weekend marks her first real graduation. COVID stole the first one. There were no in-person ceremonies, no parties, no big moments—just our family huddled around a computer screen. It was a loss. And it hurt. But she kept moving forward.

Today, Hadley goes by they/them. And yes, as a mom, it’s an adjustment. But it’s their life, their choice—and I respect that. I love my child. I want them to be happy, healthy, kind, and fulfilled. That’s what truly matters.

Hadley set their mind to becoming an attorney, and they did it—all on their own. I’m beyond proud. Whoever has the honor of working with them in the future (after they pass the bar!) will be incredibly lucky.

Motherhood hasn’t always looked the way I imagined it would. It’s been challenging, confusing, and at times, heartbreaking. But it’s also brought me closer to God and to the Blessed Mother. I pray every night for acceptance and peace. I know in my heart that God has a plan—even if it’s different than mine.

This weekend is a celebration of strength, courage, and perseverance. Hadley, you’ve inspired me. You’ve taught me so much. And I love you fiercely.

To every parent out there: our kids may not become exactly who we envisioned, but that doesn’t mean we stop loving them. We love them to our last breath.

Congratulations, Hadley. You did it. And I couldn’t be prouder.

With love,
Bizzy
Host of Conversations with Bizzy

Newsletter – May 9, 2025

This photo was taken in 2016 almost 10 years ago

Mother’s Day Reflections

Hey friends,

The other day I was talking with a girlfriend about how weird and hard it is to go from being everything to your kids… to being the last person they want advice from. She smiled and said, “Ah, you’re talking about the trans.”

Not transgender—the transition. Life’s full of them. And wow, going from “Mommy” to “Mom (please stop texting)” is no joke. But instead of sitting in that ache, I’m letting it go.

Imagine just being in the moment—right here, right now—because that’s where the grace is. Not in the past, not in what-if land. In TODAY.

So, this Mother’s Day, give yourself a break. Stay in your pajamas. Watch Netflix. Eat the bread. Celebrate your own way. Whether you’re a mom to kids, pets, or you’re remembering your own mom—this day is for you.

I used to wish my mom was different. I wanted her to be like someone else’s. But you know what? She was doing the best she could—and I didn’t see that until it was too late. Life has a funny way of teaching us that. And the truth? Everything changes. We grow. We learn. We love through it all.

Today, I’m thinking of my mom and of the Blessed Mother—our perfect mom who never stops loving us. She’s who I turn to when I need grace, patience, or just someone to sit with me in the hard.

Being a mom is tough, but it’s also the most meaningful thing I’ve ever done. Even if it looks different now, the love I have for my kids will never change.

Wishing you peace, laughter, and maybe a few carbs this Mother’s Day.

Happy Mother’s Day!
Love,
Bizzy
Host of Conversations with Bizzy

Newsletter for May 2, 2025

It’s May!!!

The only thing I miss about living up North? Spring. That magical moment when the little white snowdrops and tulips peek out of the dirt—just a touch of green against the brown soil. I LOVE that. Then the trees start to bud, the birds are singing, and my absolute favorite—the robins dancing in the rain, hopping through the grass in search of the perfect worm. Spring in the Northeast is truly special.

I also miss that feeling when the kids come home from school, it stays light later, and evenings are filled with sports, practices, and life just buzzing all around.

But here’s the thing: I’m not looking back. I’m embracing where I am—right here, right now. Life in Florida is beautiful, and my relationship with God has grown deeper than ever. For a long time, I felt lost—and I think that’s totally normal for us empty nesters. Some people dive into wine or tennis... but for me, it’s been about finding a new rhythm, a new purpose.

Mother’s Day is around the corner, and I get to see my kids in two weeks! I keep thinking, I want to show up differently this time. Not as the naggy, pushy mom—but as someone who’s learned to let go and stay in her own lane.

Funny enough, I keep hearing about Mel Robbins’ new book Let Them. I haven’t read it yet, but the idea sounds familiar—because my youngest has been saying it to me for years: “You do you, Boo Boo.” And it’s true! You can’t change adult kids. They are who they are. And if you give advice or opinions without being asked, you just might get shut out.

We go from being our children’s everything—their bank, chef, chauffeur, therapist—to... well, someone they’ve outgrown. And that stings. But here’s what I’ve learned: our role changes overnight. No warning. And it’s up to us to pivot.

Change is hard—but look around! The birds, the bees, the plants, the trees—they all change with the seasons. So can we.

And this is where prayer comes in. I’ve been saying this one every day—sometimes ten times in a row:

“Oh Jesus, I surrender myself to you, take care of everything.”

It’s brought me so much peace. Try it. And if it helps you too, please reach out and let me know—I’d love to hear from you.

Wishing you a joyful weekend. It’s the Kentucky Derby and Spring is blooming! Get outside. Feel the sun. Remember—this life is a journey, not a destination.

Thanks for being here. And if this message resonated with you, share it with someone you love.

XO,
Bizzy
Host of Conversations with Bizzy

Newsletter April 25, 2025

Bizzy

“The Season of Softening”

Have you ever felt like you're running ahead of God’s plan, trying to fix, force, or figure it all out? Me too!!!!

But lately, I’ve been learning that real strength often looks like slowing down. Like forgiving ourselves — not because we deserve it, but because He already forgave us. Like trusting that the messy middle is part of the story, not the end. Amen!

And in that stillness, something beautiful happens. We realize that all the running was for nothing!

We start noticing people for who they are. We start reconnecting. We remember we’re not here to do life alone.

This week, I invite you to soften.

Let go of one old story you keep replaying.

Reach out to someone, even just to say: “Hey, I’m thinking of you.”

And above all, trust that where you are today is not where you’ll stay.

God’s working — even when we can’t see it.

With love,
Bizzy 

Newsletter | Friday, April 18th, 2025

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🌸 A Little Reflection…

Have you ever just stopped and really reflected on your life?

For most of my life, I didn’t. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I honestly didn’t think I had the time. I was raised in a home where “busy” meant “successful.” If you weren’t running around with a million things to do, something must be wrong with you. And let’s face it, our world still celebrates that hustle.

If you know me, you know I’ve always been the energizer bunny—I just kept going. I didn’t know how to stop. And stopping? That meant I’d have to feel. And who wants to sit still long enough to feel all the feelings? Not me! I used to believe feelings were facts… but guess what? They’re not. Feelings are like electricity or water—they move, they change, they pass. Some are amazing, some are tough, but none of them are forever.

Just last night I told a friend, “Everything I said I’d never do—I’ve done at some point!” And at the time I swore I meant it… but life has a funny way of humbling us, doesn’t it?

If I hadn’t taken time to reflect, I wouldn’t know what I know now. And it takes courage and humility to look back and own our truth—not just the emotions, but the facts. For a long time, I carried feelings of shame, sadness, and fear… mostly fear that people wouldn’t like me if they knew the real story behind my choices.

But today? Today I can look back and say: Every single thing that’s happened in my life has shaped me for the better. From my parents’ divorce to my own, broken relationships, even the pain of estrangement from someone I love deeply… every hardship has been a building block. And for the first time, I can see where I had a role. I’m no longer stuck blaming others.

Life is a wild, beautiful ride.

And on this Good Friday—a day that still boggles my mind because it’s the day Jesus died and we still call it “good”—it’s a time to pause. To sit in the quiet. To remember not just what we’ve been through, but what we’re still carrying. It’s also a time to remember that Jesus died for all of us. For redemption. For you.

Here’s something I’ve been really leaning into lately: Hate the sin, not the sinner. Let that soak in. Because the truth is, we’ve all sinned. None of us are perfect. But we can choose to forgive ourselves and love each other anyway. That’s what grace is all about.

So today, I hope you give yourself a moment to reflect. You are not a bad person. What you’ve done in the past doesn’t define you. You can start fresh—any day, any moment.

Carrying yesterday around with you won’t bring peace—it’ll only weigh you down. Instead, try this:
Start the day by saying, “Thank you, God, for today.”
And end it with, “Thank you.”
It’s simple, but it changes everything. I promise.

Wishing you a joyful, peaceful Easter weekend. Thank you for being here, for reading my heart. I’m sending you love and prayers always.

With love,
Bizzy 💗

Newsletter — April 11, 2025

landing in croatia 2024

A year ago today, I landed in Croatia!

Does your iPhone show you memories when you open it? Mine does—and today it brought up photos from Split, Croatia, where I met a group of strangers who became part of a life-changing week.

Looking back, the biggest changes aren’t on the outside (okay, maybe my hair’s a little blonder, LOL)—they’re in my heart.

When I arrived, I carried a bag packed with crystals, an evil eye necklace, and a rosary—each a little piece of how I tried to find peace back then. I believed in God, but I was also clinging to other things for comfort. What I didn’t realize at the time was all I really needed was the rosary—and Him.

I had been fooled. And I think a lot of us have been there.
After walking away from the Catholic Church in the early 2000s, life got dark—broken marriage, broken family, broken spirit—and I drowned the pain however I could. Church didn’t even cross my mind until I found the Episcopal Church: beautiful, welcoming, but if I'm honest, it was "Catholic light."

When we moved to Florida, finding a spiritual home wasn’t easy. That’s when yoga became my new "church"—the postures, the chanting, the community. I bought in completely.

Then I heard about Medjugorje. About Mary. About miracles. I never thought I’d go, but when Anne Vucic invited me, I said yes.
And everything changed.

I left Medjugorje with a new heart—and left yoga, crystals, and the search for God in other places behind. I found Him again in the Church.

Today, my mornings begin with conversations with God and Our Blessed Mother. And I’ve found more peace in prayer than I ever did on a yoga mat.

Funny enough, my coaching business is growing again too. But it’s different now: it’s not me. It’s God putting me where He needs me, to serve others.

If you're searching, don’t give up. And don’t do it alone.
We need each other. And if you ever need help, I’m here.

Wishing you a beautiful weekend — and a blessed Palm Sunday as we begin Holy Week, the most sacred time of the year.

XO,
Bizzy