Mother. Writer. Makeshift Genius.
I’ve been on a Frank Sinatra kick of late. Perhaps because I am having so much fun crooning to my daughter when the house is empty and no one else can hear me. (Sorry neighbors). It’s during a particularly rousing rendition of “The Way You Look Tonight” that I have a revelation.
Read MoreI look in the mirror this morning and see my grandmother. Or at the very least, I see her jowls. Just below my own cheeks. Though if I smile you hardly notice.
Immediately I want to call her and ask her - before it’s too late - when she remembers getting old. I mean, one day, she must have looked in the mirror and said to herself, I am an old woman.
I am at once anxious and excited to return to this blog. I fear my hiatus has morphed into a cessation and I've forgotten how to write. Which of course is absurd. I start with one word. Then another. Until I've formed a coherent thought.
It isn't really that I fear the words won't come. I have words. (And see, I've already made a paragraph). It's that I fear ...
Read MoreI’m changing my word. Can you do that, mid-year? I don’t know the protocol for the whole word-of-the-year business. But I’ve decided I’m changing mine. Or at least, changing the definition slightly. And since my word was originally “open” - meaning, I want to be open to new ideas, new challenges, new perspectives, I think the shift is actually quite apropos.
Read MoreOn this eve of “the next four years,” I’m trying to figure out how to move forward. I think a lot of us are. Every day I read something that reminds me we have SO many steps to make to cover the ground that seems to be slipping from under us with each day that passes.
Sometimes I get overwhelmed. And sometimes, that overwhelm paralyzes me. Because the steps we need to take are so important. But now is not the time for paralysis. It can't be.
So I decided I'm going to have to start where I am, even if that means starting small.
I'm excited to share a new project I've been working on with you.
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