What I want, now.

Last year, right around this very time, I published a post called, What I Want, which was both a Holiday Wish List and a nod to The Spice Girls. Last November, I wrote, "There are so many meaningful things that I want this holiday season, and none of them can be held in my hands. I want for my family and ...

Mug shot

This is a post about mugs. Yes, you read that correctly. More accurately, I guess, this is a story about mugs. I've recently published some heavy stuff on here, and though I always like to share the parts of life that are hardest (about "what hurts" as my main main Hemingway has advised)-- --and sometimes I simply post because I am fortunate ...

Self Soothe.

I posted this image and caption on Instagram a few moments ago: I am so lucky that I already got such a lovely and perfect comment. If you can't read it, it says, "And I like-Perfect Just As You Are, even when you aren't your prettiest, or funniest or most joyful or best self." This was written ...

A Moveable Feast

Back in the Winter of 2014 I shared a very intimate story about an incredibly unique and treasured friendship. It was a friendship built on a foundation of unspoken understanding, hand-holding and a lot of Hemingway. I met my friend, B, during our Junior year of college (and if you have yet to read about it, my ...

Sisterhood

"You know what the secret is? It's so simple. We love one another. We're nice to one another. Do you know how rare that is?" -Ann Brashares, "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" I am blessed to have "friends" who are actually my family. I have written countless times about how #FriendshipIsThickerThanBlood and about the power of ...

The temperature also rises.

After 12 wonderful days of holiday break, my daughter finally got to go back to school on Monday. She was so excited; she had missed her friends and teachers a lot. We are two days in to the new year and, wouldn't you know it, she is home sick again. She woke up late last night, crying for ...

“In Our Time” and on my night table.

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.” -T.S. Eliot, one of my favorites. Last night before bed I scanned my night table for my glasses, and took a minute to note what I keep there, next to me, ...