“My uncle just passed away,” are words I’ve repeated several times this week. Most people react with a concerned look, asking me, “Were you close?” To which I respond, “I don't really know.” These types of conversations have been transporting me back to the last time I saw him in person: The day of my … Continue reading Tumbleweed
So many memories to collect. So little time...
Gray is a beautiful color. My car is a silver-ish gray and I love it even more than the 3 red ones I had before. It’s interesting how preferences change as we get older. For years I'd tell people, "I don't like the color red, but I like driving red cars." It intrigues me how … Continue reading Going Gray
Just a little post birthday brooding...
I’ve felt time a little heavier lately—in the fine lines I can’t remember from before; in the tiny popping in my lower back as I twist down to pick up a pen; in that fiercely subtle “boom, boom, boom” in my chest, like a ticking clock, like a threat, wrapped up in blessings, and moments, … Continue reading Breathe Through
The Daily "Me" 