Today was one of those days where I felt short-tempered and irritable and emotionally wrung out. I was bitchy at others when I knew that the real source of my … Continue reading Quasimodo.
Today was one of those days where I felt short-tempered and irritable and emotionally wrung out. I was bitchy at others when I knew that the real source of my … Continue reading Quasimodo.
I love dandelions. My husband does not. He’s a lawn mowing enthusiast and, to him, dandelions are nothing more than pesky weeds that warrant expedient removal. He tells me they’re … Continue reading Dandelions.
I had intended this evening to write a relatively simple post about my experience today with getting my very first tattoo. However, more important material presented itself. We’ll see if … Continue reading Permanent ink.
It is springtime here, and among other things, that means it’s Stanley Cup time! I am in no way a diehard NHL fan, and really I’m a hockey enthusiast come … Continue reading Deserve.
“Does Diana know?” The rest of the details surrounding my learning about the Boston Marathon bombing, which took place ten years ago today, are somewhat hazy. But that question, which … Continue reading Boston Strong.
It may seem odd to start off the new year with a blog post about an end, when everyone is focusing more on beginnings, but it’s taken me this long … Continue reading Part of every journey is the end.
People write a lot these days about leaning into your feelings. About how it’s okay to not be okay. About how finally, finally, we’re all starting to get in touch … Continue reading Fortitude.
I’ve had enough fire for a lifetime. Engulfed, And then lifted above the flare, And then engulfed for more. Scald, rinse, repeat. No salve will heal these burn scars And … Continue reading Burn Scars.
…found it. I won’t say I spoke too soon, yesterday. It’s just that we hadn’t gone to the right spot yet. There’s a place in this world where I find … Continue reading Homecoming.
Don’t look down, they say. Don’t look back. Keep your eyes straight ahead toward where you’re going, rather than focusing on everything you’re putting behind you. I think the intention … Continue reading Look down. Look back.