I had one of my larger epiphanies recently when I had a miscarriage. It was my first pregnancy, and I was so ridiculously excited because I've wanted to be a mom more than any career or any other life aspiration. When I lost the baby, I had a slew of complications that dragged things on for 8 long weeks. Between surgery and a berzillion doctor's appointments and strict orders to TAKE IT EASY UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE, I found my grand realization. I need to slow down. I was going crazy at the thought of not doing my normal fast-paced activities, but when forced to think about my situation, I realized this was a sign... this quiet is where I needed to stay for awhile.