Being 54 right now comes with a particular kind of memory. I’ve lived through multiple waves of technology that didn’t just change how we work, but quietly erased entire categories of work almost overnight. Not in theory. In real rooms, with real people, doing real jobs. In high school, we had a word processing lab. … Continue reading I’ve Seen This Part of the Movie Before
Tag: self-discovery
The Monster, The Mirror, & Me.
Sometimes a story holds up a mirror when you least expect it, and what you see changes you a little. This one did. I just finished watching Guillermo del Toro's Frankenstein, and it landed heavier than I expected. The moment the monster stepped into the light, something shifted. It was a feeling, the kind that … Continue reading The Monster, The Mirror, & Me.
Ladies and Gentlemen, The Beatles!
One of the earliest memories I have of my parents revolves around music. They loved Neil Sedaka, The Platters, The Beatles, Elvis. I remember them dancing at parties, lighter the second the music started. My dad played guitar and he sang, my mom never really had a singing voice, but she was a great dancer … Continue reading Ladies and Gentlemen, The Beatles!
Cuz I’m a Punk Rocker, Yes I Am.
Today, I took a day off! But not the kind of day where I sit on the couch making lists in my head of everything I am not doing. Not the kind of day where I burn through five episodes in a row when what I should be doing is housework. Not the kind of … Continue reading Cuz I’m a Punk Rocker, Yes I Am.
Permission Granted
Today I give myself permission. I give myself permission to exist wherever I am,to enjoy the air moving around me,to luxuriate in the comfort of my warm bed. I give myself permission to share space with my animals who love me,to be proud of how I take care of my home,to feel OK with being … Continue reading Permission Granted
Small Joys, Quiet Wins
Have you ever agreed to something because it sounded like a good idea at the time, and then the moment comes and you’re sitting there thinking, why did I say yes to this? What am I saying — of course you have, everybody does that. This week started out exactly like that for me, but … Continue reading Small Joys, Quiet Wins
Brené Brown – am I right?
Have you ever heard someone say something that didn’t just sound wise but actually cracked you open and changed how you lived? I’m not talking about a quote you slap on a mug and put on Etsy for “inspiration,” or some obscure line you drop at a party to make yourself sound smarter than you … Continue reading Brené Brown – am I right?
To Hill and Back
This is the story of how I am winning my weight loss battle. And the truth is, a big part of it comes down to moving to Spain. What matters most about that is that it has happened in spite of everything else going on in my life. I moved to Spain for a lot … Continue reading To Hill and Back
What happens next?
Well, it happened—I missed a day of posting. Some days you have to just turn it all off for your own well-being, and yesterday was that day. I was overwhelmed this weekend. Between email misunderstandings, rent stress, and the isolation that comes with moving to another country alone, it all just caught up with me. … Continue reading What happens next?
From “Ew, Shrimp” to Paella Night: My Spanish Food Glow-Up
When I first got here, I couldn’t peel a shrimp. Wouldn’t. Couldn’t. Too gross. Little antennae, little eyes, absolutely not. I ordered them, sure, but only if someone else did the dirty work. Fast forward, and now I’m the one in the kitchen elbow-deep in mussels, scrubbing shells like it’s the most normal thing in … Continue reading From “Ew, Shrimp” to Paella Night: My Spanish Food Glow-Up
It's Fine, I'm Fine, Everything's Fine 