Why Is It So Hard To Write? Because When The Dry Spell Is Over You Have To Sit In The Chair

I’m watching the clouds roll by. Literally. This is what the clouds looked like a few minutes ago. This is what they look like now. Rolling by like a wispy white summer parade in front of my desk turned parade route lawn chair. I’ve been watching the leaves blowing in the tree for a good… Read More Why Is It So Hard To Write? Because When The Dry Spell Is Over You Have To Sit In The Chair

Stand Up

The picture above is from my mom’s funeral program. The sentiment, “There are no other mommys like you.”, scrawled on the back of scrap paper and presented, no-doubt proudly, by a preschooler 35 years ago to her mom, is mine, but it is a sentiment felt by kids young and old about their own moms.… Read More Stand Up

Capture This Moment With Your Mind’s Eye Not Your Camera’s

I often find myself so overwhelmed by the beauty of something I feel like I might actually explode. I used to figure this was probably weird until I read a passage in an outstanding book about introverts┬áthat referred to a subset of people who are also “highly sensitive”. It said, “…you’re more apt than the… Read More Capture This Moment With Your Mind’s Eye Not Your Camera’s

If You’re Going To Blindly Follow Your GPS, At Least Enjoy The Scenery

The zoo, the museum, the gardens. Last summer she guided me on adventure after adventure to places I had never been before. I’d become reliant on my phone’s navigation to find the best way to get me where I was going. I suppose it was only a matter of time before she let me down.… Read More If You’re Going To Blindly Follow Your GPS, At Least Enjoy The Scenery