Tomorrow. Tomorrow marks one year since the travel day to end all travel days: the day I began my journey back to this place, wide-eye & expectant, swallowing fast the tears that came in greater waves than I imagined they would, on that first flight to Newark and then again as I watched Inside Out […]
abundantly alive.
I woke up early & she woke up with me, pulling herself up in the darkened room to softly sing “Happy Birthday” over me. We both, smiling, went back to sleep for awhile. I got up again, got sick, got dressed, got knee deep in words I’m trying to memorize. Then, as I curled back […]
when you’re not [a little] brave
A few weeks ago, I posted a story. A story of walls falling and hearts opening and truth being shared and let into some really dark places. I found myself a little brave, and wanted others to take the risk too. So, I wrote. But I need you to know that, more often than I want, […]
be a little brave.
I wasn’t even looking to be brave. I wasn’t expecting a conversation, fresh off of four days of not leaving my apartment with a bad cold. I was expecting a quick jaunt to the xerox, to make copies, then to my old apartment to get a few things, then back to my new apartment to […]
an unexpected summer.
I just checked off another “to-do” from the stacks of post-it notes in my planner, stuck to this week’s page. I crinkled it up, feeling accomplished. Even with something so very small: uploading the summer’s pictures onto Facebook. Sure, not everyone wants to be updated on my not-so-fast-paced life, replete with recipes and selfies (“us-ies”, really…I […]