the best of things…

the best of things…

Inspired by Emily P. Freeman, I'm spending a little time with her reflection questions and considering what I learned this spring. She asks the following questions: What was your favorite photo from May? As the season unfolded it became clear that the normal spring we craved wasn't just going to happen. March faded into April [...]

manic car rides…

manic car rides…

George Strait twangs on the radio, my mom beaming as she sings along. I dance in my seat only because, though I'd rather be listening to Michael Jackson or Madonna, the truth is that these types of nights are always my favorite. Her window is cracked open an inch or two, though she flicks her [...]

trusting the journey…

trusting the journey…

I sit here typing these words at forty-five years old. Forty-five... How did that happen? I still feel seventeen inside, barely treading in too-deep-water and wondering when I'll be able to stop pretending like I've got this whole thing under control. I also, admittedly, feel about ninety-two, or at least how I imagine ninety-two to [...]