Category: perspective
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Lordy, lordy!
I never dreamed I’d see adulthood, and I certainly didn’t expect to turn 40. But here we are! Tomorrow I’ll celebrate—truly and joyously—turning 40 years old. And I’ll do it in a society that largely frowns upon aging—and definitely frowns upon frown lines. (Frown. What a weird word.)
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Mind your Ps and Js
This weekend, I walked the dogs in my llama pajama pants, which is one of my new favorite activities. I used to change into more presentable pants to save face in front of the cars that might pass by as I walked, but that chapter of my life has closed. And, BOY, is it a…
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Marked Safe from Water Aerobics
When I joined the Y last year, I was most excited about the pool. I hoped to relive my swim team days, but I also wanted to try out water aerobics as I rehabbed my leg post-Rollerblading Incident of 2024. My ability to get in the water was first postponed by [another] leg surgery, then…
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Let love win
I’ve started to write countless posts this week—in my head, on my phone, on the computer. But every time I try to put my thoughts into words, it feels insufficient. Plus, no matter how I phrase things, I fear I might add to the growing sense of division, which is basically the antithesis of why…
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Decisions, Decisions
“I make good decisions,” I announced yesterday, surprised as the words left my mouth. I often categorize myself as indecisive, so I was taken aback by my own declaration. When I truly analyze the past, few bad decisions come to mind—except purchasing rollerblades from Amazon. I don’t think I make choices that leave people asking,…
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2.0.2.6
Welcome to 2026! If you know me, you know I loooove me some goal setting, some personal development, some psychoanalysis. The feeling of a fresh start excites me. Many nights (since coming off Trikafta), I go to sleep giddy about waking up the next morning—excited about what the day will hold. I love sleeping, but…
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I’ll be home for Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas when I finally broke freeTo finish healing at home with the help of IVs;I plopped on the couch, dogs wrapped in my legs,And waited for Santa to deliver my meds. Well. That was the least Christmassy Christmas ever, but I’m okay with it. My virus-like symptoms began in mid November,…
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Ho-ho-hospital
I just spent my seventh night in the hospital. I went to sleep when my IV antibiotic finished just after 11:00 p.m. Then the nurse came in to draw blood at midnight. Then the tech came in to get my vital signs at 1:00 a.m. Then the nurse came in to hook me up to…
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Let it slow
I’ve been meaning to post for the last several weeks, and I’m finally here. I was mostly busy judging the writing ideas that came to mind and, ya know, getting in my own way—something I think most of us can relate to. I’ve also been pretty sick for the past several weeks.
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Docu-Drama
One night last week, I decided to watch a documentary while I worked on a jigsaw puzzle. If that sounds nerdy, I agree—and I own every bit of it. I browsed titles, looking for one that sounded inspiring. I love all types of docs, but I wanted a boost that night. I landed on one…
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Week 2: Simple September
Another week of Simple September has come and gone! Most nights I found myself scrambling to think of something to post, which isn’t *quite* what I had in mind when I developed Simple September (#StressedAboutPostingSeptember?). So, my goal for this week is to be more mindful of my surroundings throughout the day. In other words,…
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Week 1: Simple September
Here’s what went down during the first week of Simple September. Highlights include fun socks, cozy naps, and threats of hospitalization. Dun dun dun… 💜Keep up daily on Instagram!💜
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Simple September
How is it already September? And will I ever stop saying that at the start of each new month? The answer is no. It’s part of being an adult. While reading this weekend, I saw the phrase “Lighten up.” My reaction was visceral, a sensation of rocks in my stomach. Nobody said it to me,…
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Reclaiming “How are you?”
I’m thinking about how I answer some everyday questions, like “How are you doing?” and “How’s it going?” I know the right answer is “Good!” because many people ask these questions as a substitute for saying hi—not an actual inquiry into my wellbeing. But I’m that person who may deliver an answer the asker didn’t…
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Normal: Not found
Today was back to reality after a week at the beach. For me, the primary symptom of post-vacation blues is a soul-level restlessness that I struggle to describe. Something always feels just a little bit off, like maybe I’m not supposed to be where I am. I know this feeling is normal—that it happens after…