A friend of mine from college shares “three good things” about her day, every day, as a post on Facebook. There’s little on Facebook that interests me these days, but I always stop my scrolling to read what she writes. A meeting that ran shorter than expected. A deadline met.[Read more]
When my oldest started preschool, his teacher taught me an invaluable lesson. If she had to call me for some reason, she always began the phone conversation with, “Let me start by saying everything’s fine.” She knew that getting a call from “the school” in the middle of the day[Read more]
I did something dangerous this week, for no other reason than I couldn’t figure out how to say no. A young man in his early 20s approached me as I was leaving Kroger and asked me for a ride home. “It’s just up the road,” he said, pointing the way[Read more]
I don’t do well in limbo. I’m excellent at reflecting on the past – occasionally even learning from it. I thrive at crafting scenarios for what might happen in the future – good, bad or otherwise. But I don’t do well in the present, especially when things are in flux.[Read more]
Holy crap, I’ve lost my ability to write. I have half a dozen half-written blog posts and can’t find the words to finish any of them. Some are too perky, others too dark, some too personal and none of them give me that catharsis I’m used to feeling when I[Read more]
It’s been lovely to have so many friends ask if I’m willing to make and sell versions of the watercolor notecards I shared in this post. The short answer is: yes! If something I make can bring you joy, I’m always happy to make more. The long(er) answer and details[Read more]