Still doing yoga each day, except the one I missed for Solitude Day. I am reaching the point of needing it now, craving it like I do writing. My body feels tense without it. I wasn't doing it enough before. Now it is becoming a discipline. The boys are even hopping on this train. It... Continue Reading →
There is no greater compliment than being told my writing is something worthwhile. Writing is the one skill I have, this craft I have spent more time on than anything else. It is what I'm passionate about, what I can't imagine life without. I still remember once when I was a kid and my dad... Continue Reading →
I am starting on the second half of my novel, writing toward an end now. And I don't know where to start. So I am distracting myself by writing this instead. Writers are fantastic at finding distractions. It might be our biggest skill, our most shared trait.Currently listening to: It's slow and chill and emotional.... Continue Reading →
For my birthday, I asked for a day alone.I have always liked being alone, but I haven't always felt comfortable in it.I remember being pregnant and going out to eat alone. I was shoved in a corner at one of those tiny tables, and I felt like a leper. I wondered what people were thinking... Continue Reading →
Having a busy mind is both a benefit and a liability. Our busy minds keep us from getting bored, they help us be creative, they are in many ways the essence of who we are. But sometimes the racket inside our heads is loud as a car alarm, interfering with our ability to connect with... Continue Reading →
First day of lent done. Oh my god, dairy is in everything. Except this, which a dairy-free girl at work told me about (I promptly ran to the store after finishing my shift). I'm not even that into ice cream anymore. Sure, at one time it was my Achilles' heel, but now I associate ice cream... Continue Reading →
Nonreligiously, I have decided to give something up for lent. I like cleansing: getting rid of excesses for a time. Realizing I can live without. Filling the void with something better.So I have given up dairy. If you know me, you know I love lattes, ice cream, and cheese. Outside of pasta, sandwiches, and wine,... Continue Reading →
It was sunny out the other day and we were playing in the backyard, my Pandora station blaring on a bluetooth speaker. We have short fences here and our neighbor, an elderly woman with an edge I admire, told me she likes the music I play.So now I'm on a mission to please her with... Continue Reading →
When I tell people I'm an introvert, they usually argue. In fact, only people who know me well really believe me.Introverts who are not shy are used to being told that they could not possible be introverts. People usually think that introverts are shy and extroverts are social. But that's not it. Extroverts get their energy... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, Holden told me I'm his sunshine.Every day, he tells me he loves me, that I'm pretty, and that he likes my yellow hair.He holds my hand and gives me kisses. We listen to music together, one earbud apiece.He asks me to sing aloud to the songs he knows I like. He asks me to dance.... Continue Reading →
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