The Most Expensive Meal I’ve Ever Had — And Why I’d Do It Again

The WordPress prompt was too good to pass up today: “What’s the most you’ve ever spent on a meal — and was it worth it?” And this one was easy to answer. Not because I remember the final bill (I absolutely don’t), but because I’ll never forget how it felt and I wanted to sit … Continue reading The Most Expensive Meal I’ve Ever Had — And Why I’d Do It Again →

These shoes weren’t meant for walking … apparently.

Some things you keep wearing long after they’ve stopped fitting the world’s idea of what’s “appropriate.” For me, it’s a pair of flip-flops. I fell again today. Same pair of flip-flops, same week, same downward momentum. I’ve always been a jeans-and-t-shirt-and-flip-flops kind of gal. I’ve built my life around comfort. Back when I was working … Continue reading These shoes weren’t meant for walking … apparently. →

O Captain, My Captain

Lately I’ve noticed a pattern: the later I write, the worse my posts read the next day. By midnight, my brain is full of static. I stop looking at my writing with a critical eye, and it shows. So today, I went back through every single post I’ve written so far. Thankfully, the list is … Continue reading O Captain, My Captain →

Steps, Big and Small

I have this goal to post every single day, but tonight when I sat down I wasn’t sure what I was going to write about — because it’s actually been a good day. And lately, I’ve caught myself wondering where my good days have gone. Still, I’ve been showing up for my goals, even when … Continue reading Steps, Big and Small →

Yesterday, I fell. Today, I got back up.

You know, I don’t know when I started collecting phrases to survive, but I’ve been doing it for a long time. They go in my journal, on post-its, anytime I have thought or realization that hits hard, I keep it. Affirmations have gotten me through more of midlife than I ever expected to live through. … Continue reading Yesterday, I fell. Today, I got back up. →

The Light

One of the things I didn’t expect about living in Spain was how much I would love watching seniors live their lives. Here, “retired” still means something. You work until a certain age, you pay your taxes, and then you rest. You live. No one rushes you. No one makes you feel like you’re taking … Continue reading The Light →

This Isn’t Strength — It’s Survival

I’m new to blogging. I don’t really know what you’re supposed to share and what’s “too much.” But today, my brain feels like a bag of cats and my chest feels like a lead balloon, so I’m going to write anyway. People keep telling me, “You’re strong. You’ll figure it out. You always do.” And … Continue reading This Isn’t Strength — It’s Survival →