Susan Kraus

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Susan Kraus is a therapist, mediator and advice columnist ... and a wife and mom ... and a travel writer. Bottom line is that she has a relentless curiosity, persistent optimism, and a hard time saying “no” whether to people, projects, trips or challenges (like writing two columns!) She freely admits she needs to “work on her boundaries” but is waiting for retirement when she hopes to have more time. So, until she settles down into one life, here are her dual biographies.

Travel:
Susan has had a thing for travel since age 15 when her parents let her and best friend, Barbara, take the Greyhound bus from New Jersey to Washington, D.C. for 5 days in 1965. That taste of freedom, the bliss of a Howard Johnson room with a T.V. and balcony, monuments and museums and restaurants at her feet (albeit with an 8 p.m. curfew and nightly check-in with the parents), was the seed of her lust for exploration. She followed up D.C. with 3 months in El Salvador as an exchange student, Paris as an au pair, and a summer alone trekking Europe with a backpack and rail pass at age 23. Then she got stuck in real life, finished graduate school, worked, got married, had kids, raised kids, kept working... all the time using any excuse for a road trip. Since ’94, Susan has published articles on family travel in newspapers and magazines, did a regional travel column for three years for the K.C. Star, wrote a book, "A Game Day Guide to Towns of the Big 12," and, more recently, branched into international travel. She has a particular interest in women traveling and the psychology of travel. Susan is a member of S.A.T.W. (Society of American Travel Writers), and, in exemplary Boomer fashion, is now plotting a lengthy retirement where she will travel the world and get paid to write about it.

Advice:
Susan Kraus, M.S.W., L.S.C.S.W., has been a therapist for 28 years and a mediator for over 10 years. She taught at the University of Kansas School of Social Welfare for over a decade. In her early years, she worked as a waitress, nursing home aide and teacher. She has written previous advice columns for women, and published in Redbook, Ladies Home Journal, and other magazines for women. Susan has multiple degrees, along with post-graduate training in marriage and family therapy. However, it is her life experience, combined with an ability to be pragmatic and balanced, that make her good at providing guidance and "directions." She’s been married for 27 years, has two kids, and believes that being a mom is a lot harder job than being a therapist. She also believes that a satisfying life requires taking risks, that waiting until you’re not afraid is too long to wait for change, and that most people are a lot stronger and more capable than they can imagine.
For more info on Susan’s mediation and therapy practice, go to www.mediationmakessense.com.

Recent Stories

Meet in the middle for vacation plans

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Dear Susan: It is summer, and once again, my husband is pushing me to plan our annual “vacation.” He is into these two-to-three week marathon driving tours and his goal is to cover all the continental states by the time the kids go to college.

Logic can help overcome fear, denial

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Dear Susan: My mother is 71 years old and hates to go to the doctor. I recently talked her into making an appointment to have an area of skin on her neck looked at that I thought could be cancerous. She hadn't been to a doctor in three years.

Deployment can put strong marriage to the test

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Dear Susan: I'm 46 and my husband is in the Reserves. He's been called up to serve in Iraq. He went two years ago for a year. He's going to be a grandfather soon, not some 20-year-old kid, and I get crazy just thinking about it.

Keeping grown kids in the nest isn't a problem, if there's a plan

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Dear Susan: My daughter is graduating college in May with a degree in art. She wants to move home and try to "make it" as an artist. She has won awards and has talent, but I'm not sure, as I think we'd be enabling her to not face real life.

They call it Camp O’Hare

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

I waved cheerfully at my husband as he pulled away from the curb at the airport. I was early. I’d been assured by the efficient robot voice at the airline info line before leaving home that my flight was “On Time.” I had my passport and e-ticket in a handy-dandy pouch around my neck. I was flying to Germany, via Chicago. An adventure!

My Gal Greta

Thursday, Feb. 21, 2008

I have always loved maps. As a kid, I’d spread them out on the floor or table, and let my finger trace lightly over roads from one side to the other. For over 30 years, when traveling with my husband, I am the "map-reader," the one who gives the directions. It’s a big responsibility.

Beauty salon break-ups

Monday, Feb. 18, 2008

Dear Susan: This is going to sound like a trivial question compared to what you usually get but I’m asking it anyway. How do I break up with my hairdresser?

Timetable for 'getting life back' can be longer than we think

Sunday, Jan. 27, 2008

Dear Susan: I’m 55 and my husband died 2 years ago of cancer. We lived in South Carolina, and I was very happy there for many years. But after two years of caring for him, during which I lost touch with most friends, and really missed family, I moved back to Kansas six months after he died.

Senior year syndrome?

Sunday, Jan. 20, 2008

Dear Susan: My son is a senior in high school and has always been a really good kid. But just in the last few weeks he has gotten more distant and almost disrespectful. In some ways it’s like he’s six years old: not bringing his dishes to the sink, not doing chores, really mouthing off. His academics are fine, and it seems to be behavior just at home. He got early admission to a college out-of-state just before Christmas, and he had a mixed reaction to the letter. Any ideas?

Sauna into the New Year

Tuesday, Jan. 15, 2008

I wanted to start the New Year symbolically ( as opposed to my usual symbolic start of cleaning out a closet). I’d heard of the thermal baths and saunas at Bad Kissingen. Giving my body a true day of rest seemed the right symbol. At almost 58, the tired body is ready for a little nurturing.

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