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After getting my MSW I became a psychiatric social worker. For over six years my husband Jeff, a clinical psychologist, and I worked together with male and female inmates at high and medium security prisons in Massachusetts.
From there I went into private practice providing counseling for both individuals and groups. During this time I co-authored a self-help book with Jeff called, Loving Smart: Putting Your Cards On The Table. It teaches couples what they need to understand and follow in order to have a successful loving relationship.

I have published over sixty books: romances, mysteries and thrillers and a second self-help book for couples. I returned to my coaching roots after undergoing angioplasty two years ago. I currently offer life coaching for women who need the support and encouragement to be happier and more mindful. I work in New York City and Great Barrington, MA. and also do coaching via phone and online.

All of my life experiences, including a successful and happy marriage of over 50 years, two children and two grand-children, have given me the skills I need to help others. I feel truly thankful to have a fantastic family who have always encouraged me to listen to my heart and make my dreams come true. And now I want to do the same for you.


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