May 11th is Mother’s Day. To some it’s a big deal and to others, not so much. Either way, we are full of advice for successfully navigating the day. Blues I am breaking with Color Code tradition by beginning this advice with the Blues. Why? Because, I’m afraid those of you with Blue mothers will fade before you get to the Blue advice, and that would be a big mistake—BIG. So, pay attention. Let’s talk about your Blue mother. All your life, she was there for you. She was the mother who volunteered for your field trips, cake bake, sports… the list goes on. She drove you to school when you slept in, and believed you when you fibbed.

As I write this, I am sitting in a visitor chair at a local hospital. I have been in this chair, and many like it, off and on for six months. From this chair, I have had the opportunity to see healthcare in all its personalities. From this chair, I have observed nurses in action. They are young and old, male and female, and mostly Blue. If you have a loved one who is sick, having a Blue take care of them is a true gift and these nurses have my complete and total admiration. They have the natural gifts of empathy, compassion, sincerity, and strong sense of purpose. When a nurse asks a patient how he feels, she actually wants to know. Not on

Today my son Chris and I had an interesting conversation about love. He is a White and therefore very introspective when it comes to observing human nature. I, on the other hand, am a Red so tend to discount emotions that seem to inflict the lovelorn. Still, even though I am missing the romance chip, I found the conversation interesting. It seems that Chris’s Yellow friend is addicted to falling in love. OK, addicted might be too strong a word, but he is strongly attracted to the high that one gets when the whole falling in love process begins. So, we will throw out the word addiction, but make no mistake…there are powerful chemicals inv