The idea of living a simple life is incredibly appealing to me (hmm...I initially typed "appalling" rather than "appealing"...my subconscious is getting the best of me today). My brother lives this way. Basically everything he owns, aside from his car and record credenza, fits in a hockey bag. It's pretty remarkable. There's a reason he … Continue reading On a life of simplicity….
On the choices we make….
I was recently asked, "What's the most difficult decision you've ever had to make?" I think it's safe to say I know the answer to that question, but am not willing to elaborate on it. Maybe not ever. So instead, I'll talk about A difficult decision, rather than THE difficult decision. I promise, it pales … Continue reading On the choices we make….
On a circle in life…
For the last several months, I've had to learn what it means to be alone. I've spent a significant amount of time alone recently. Sometimes that's good, sometimes it's bad. For a long time, I've thought that "being alone" was kind of a bad thing, like something was wrong if I was alone (or if … Continue reading On a circle in life…
On playing by the numbers….
I'm not a huge fan of numbers. I deal much better in letters and words. They make much more sense to me. I think that's because I was born largely without a left brain. Despite my unending love of words, there is a singular number that has held a very special place in my heart … Continue reading On playing by the numbers….
On knowing my pain….
In the grand scheme of things, I'm pretty lucky when it comes to injuries. I've never broken a bone (that I know of...I might have broken a toe before, but it didn't hurt enough to go have it checked out) despite cheerleading and skiing basically my entire life. But there are two injuries I have … Continue reading On knowing my pain….
On the road less traveled….
Running has quickly become something I love. I left my office the other day and walked out into a beautiful day with a slight breeze and actually whined to myself..."UhhhhhhhUH! It would be PERFECT to run tonight!" but I didn't get to (because I was taking a gun class which was equally as fun and … Continue reading On the road less traveled….
On embracing the unknown….
Change is absolutely petrifying to me. Well, some change is. Most change probably, but not all. I get nervous about life and start over-thinking all the things that could go wrong or all the unintended consequences of change, whether realistic or not. I wonder if that's, in part, due to the fact that I've never … Continue reading On embracing the unknown….
On joining the club…
"There's a club. The Dead Dads Club. And you can't be in it until you're in it. You can try to understand; you can sympathize. But until you feel that loss..." Admittedly, I've been watching Grey's Anatomy in excess lately. Despite that, and despite the fact that I said I'd probably never watch the show … Continue reading On joining the club…
On changing of the guard….
Inhibitions are funny things, aren't they? I think for all of us, we have and lose them with a great deal of regularity. The frequency of that change is debatable and probably changes quite a bit, but they come and go nonetheless. Ten years ago, I was 22 years old. Lord knows, I was markedly … Continue reading On changing of the guard….
On dressing the part….
Generally speaking, I avoid dressing how I feel. This is due, in large part, to the fact that I feel exhausted much of the time. If I dressed how I felt, you'd see me bra-less, in a crappy t-shirt, sweatpants, and athletic socks to my knees. It would be ugly. I'd whip my hair up … Continue reading On dressing the part….
Use. The. Clutch. 