This post has taken many forms over the past few weeks, both mentally and physically. It has been written, deleted, restarted, renamed, deleted again. This has been an emotionally draining and stressful time for my husband and I, and gave us a really interesting perspective for Christmas. There are still a lot of emotions sitting…Read more Seasons // Seed to Sequoia.
This prompt made me laugh, as this was the exact creative avenue I was thinking about pursuing when I wrote the first post from yesterday. Instead of being more reflective and focusing on my memories, I can make stories about who I see in the pictures! Prompt 6: Using the same photo[s] from yesterday, describe the…Read more Writing Prompt 6: Family Photo, con’t
Prompt 5: Select a family photo, then write about the things you can't see in the picture. This is a fun prompt for me, as I can explore pictures of my immediate family and my "new" family with my husband. I could take more fictitious routes with this prompt, and create stories about what was going on…Read more Writing Prompt 5: Family Photo
In the past few days, I have encountered several situations and conversations that have made me wrestle with what I believe. I think this is important, as it is in the wrestle that we hold on tighter. I think, also, that it is important for us to name the things we believe and to be…Read more Things I Believe
I recently hopped on Facebook and saw a flurry of "How hard did aging it you?" posts. Though I am not someone to post that kind of thing on my Facebook page, I like the space this now-popular prompt provides for self-reflection. First Facebook profile picture, circa April 2010 I started my Facebook page in…Read more Age Up
This is something I have been trying to piece together for the past few weeks, since the Kavanaugh trial began. I know, that with this post, I should expect some criticism and perhaps hate, but I need to speak my truth. I am tired of feeling silenced and ignored, simply because I have a different…Read more No. I don’t stand with women.
In the aftermath, when the dust settles, we want the same thing. Perhaps I am naïve in thinking this. Perhaps I am foolish to wish this. Perhaps I am looking through the world with rose colored glasses. But in this passionate conversation, fueled by anger, hurt, and fear, is not our collective goal safety? Do…Read more We want the same thing.