Even when I feel life has been taken over by the mundane and the just-getting-by and I’ve had to put aside so many things that bring me joy (this blog included) to make space for other priorities, it’s rewarding to reflect on a month and find that there were pockets of good stuff. It wasn’t
In February of 2016, I started a monthly writing group as means to dedicate time to writing and meet like-minded people. While attendance waxes and wanes depending on the month, there are always at least a handful of attendees (except that one month where it was just me and a new guy and they put
I left the house yesterday for the first time in six days. Last week was rough. It all started with a biking accident where my elbow caught my fall — and then my body caught the bike. Instead of our planned excursion, I spent Sunday on the couch in a lot of pain. After not
“The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.” ~Harriet Ann Jacobs Spring has sprung. It’s the start of another month. One quarter down for 2019. How is it that the days go by so quickly? The hubs and I enjoyed a quick getaway to Austin
“It’s peculiar how no-words can be better than words. Silence can say more than noise, in the same way that a person’s absence can occupy even more space than their presence did.” ― Ali Benjamin, The Thing About Jellyfish Did you hear? The world basically fell apart on Wednesday. Okay, maybe not the world but I’ve never seen
Remember that game, “Never Have I Ever,” which involved a rotation of players stating some outrageous fact in the hopes that they would “catch” a friend admitting to that said outrageous fact when that friend(s) took whatever action meant that they had done that thing (in my experience, this has involved taking a drink of
“Meeting people whose life trajectories were so different from my own enlarged my way of thinking. Outside the school, arguments over refugees were raging, but the time I had spent inside the building showed me that those conversations were based on phantasms. People were debating their own fears. What I had witnessed taking place inside
“I need to write. It keeps me focused for long enough to complete thoughts. To let each train of thought run to its conclusion and let a new one begin. It keeps me thinking. I’m afraid that if I stop writing I’ll stop thinking and start feeling.” ― Carrie Fisher, The Princess Diarist week(s) in review read: Note
“Stop walking through the world looking for confirmation that you don’t belong. You will always find it because you’ve made that your mission. Stop scouring people’s faces for evidence that you’re not enough. You will always find it because you’ve made that your goal. True belonging and self-worth are not goods; we don’t negotiate their
“We tell people to follow their dreams, but you can only dream of what you can imagine, and, depending on where you come from, your imagination can be quite limited.” ~Trevor Noah, Born A Crime: Stories From a South African Childhood Despite the craziness that was 2018, I succeeded in carving out time here and
